
sunday service
July 2, 2017
A lovely, nothing better to do, day ahead. Wide open. And over my morning coffee, listening to birds praise the rising sun as if it were the first time it ever happened, I am thinking about people going to church — to commune, to pray, to become enlightened.
I wonder, what is my prayer? What light do I wish to step into?
Let’s start here: Bless this day.
Bless the last sip of coffee. Bless hot showers and shampoo. Bless the pile of ink pens, full of possibilities. Bless sweet, red grapes, even the one that fell on the floor and rolled far under the sofa. Bless the open windows, at least until Noon. Bless bills paid, plenty of toilet paper and a full jar of peanut butter. Bless kind and openhearted folks to write with almost every damn day.
Also bless the color of tangerines, the smell of toasting english muffins and the sound of Patty Griffen crooning from my playlist.
Amen.
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