MorningPrayer Thursday
Dear God,
Sometimes our past is like distant mountains, hazy and undefined, recognized but not looming. Sometimes it overtakes our senses like a pack of snarling, barking dogs or a sun that hits our face with blazing force. May your Spirit be a healing force that saves us from our past of sorrows and disappointments. In your Holiness may we experience that grace which cleanses and saves so every dawn is a fresh start and every day an adventure into creative loving exploration. AMEN
Sometimes our past is like distant mountains, hazy and undefined, recognized but not looming. Sometimes it overtakes our senses like a pack of snarling, barking dogs or a sun that hits our face with blazing force. May your Spirit be a healing force that saves us from our past of sorrows and disappointments. In your Holiness may we experience that grace which cleanses and saves so every dawn is a fresh start and every day an adventure into creative loving exploration. AMEN