That love is so lavished on us.
In the quiet of the morning I felt it to be almost sacred. There is a holiness about the early morning that is only heard and seen by those who venture into that space. A space occupied by the sunrise bathed in silent hues breaking into the new day,the stirring and first call of the birds, (it was a Willi Wagtail this morning) the quietness of half a dozen ducks as they take flight across the pond, their image reflected in the stillness of the water and all in a haze of morning mist like the Spirit hovering And as I enter into this holiness I whisper, 'Come, dear Lord and meet me in the morning and lets plan OUR day together.
Grace and peace from the Lord Jesus Christ.
Anne, servant of the Lord.
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