O God, you are my God; At dawn I seek you: for you my soul is thirsting. Ps 63:2-3
The early morning sky was a vast dome of soft blue, perfectly curved and cloud free, it was as if God was stretching his hand out over the day, sweeping away the night and the more I looked at it from the sacred space the richer the blessing was. The Rufus Whistler was singing his beautiful song and an early yellow autumn leaf fell silently to the ground from the laden tree. Quiet, still, blessed as I watched creation announce the Divine. I thought to myself, not a thousand soft goose down feathers on my bed would stop me from missing this early morning time of the day with the Lord. I wonder. Have you ever returned from a time with God unblessed?
May the peace of God fill your life every single day. Anne, servant of the Lord.
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