Holy, holy, holy, Lord God almighty early in the morning to you our song shall be. (TIS132)
Its a beautiful autumn morning where the fog weaves its way through the naked trees and hovers across the ground giving an offering of what I call haunting beauty. There is a mystery about it, a stillness and a calm - and a presence - and it felt like God was passing by. I was drawn to think on God and how his love covers the earth. He has a heart and a love for us all, enough to cover the whole world and as June Bacher would say, 'yet small enough to curl up inside your heart.'
May the peace of God fill your life every single day.
Anne, servant of the Lord.
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