Dear Lord, it’s 5:12 am. It’s as dark as night out, and cold and damp. Even the dogs are yawning and blinking sleep out of their eyes, but here we are – up, if not exactly at ’em. Divine Light, on these shivery mornings, before I can even see the sun or feel it, help me to remember that it’s already rising somewhere. Grant me the stillness to sense the earth moving under my feet, whirling toward the sun’s warmth and nurture. Give me faith, that this day, as I have every other day, I will see your Light once again. Amen.
Jennifer Garrison Brownell serves as designated term pastor at First Congregational Church -UCC in Vancouver, Washington. She contributed to the Revgals book There’s a Woman in the Pulpit and is the author of the not-really-about-a-triathlon memoir Swim, Ride, Run, Breathe: How I Lost a Triathlon and Caught My Breath. She blogs at There Is a River.
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