In this dark hour, as the sun inches its way toward my horizon, I nestle in the stillness that forms the bud of this day.
Bless the stillness.
In this not-yet-formed week that holds promise, and yet is already limited by schedules and demands, I gear up for the free-for-all that will inevitably transpire.
Bless the free-for-all.
In this shifting of gears from what was, to what is, to what will be, I nurture the hopes of my heart that are continually shaped by the experiences unfolding all around me.
Bless the experience.
In this life bruised by heartbreak and kissed by love, I hold the paradox that brokenness and redemption connects us to each other, and to what is holy.
Bless the connections.
In this prayer that begins with emptying and gradually fills with awareness of what is possible, I offer what I have in service to all of God’s creation.
Bless the creation.
Bless, and bless, and bless.
Anne Fraley is an Episcopal priest serving Grace Church, Broad Brook, CT. A dog-lover from prepubescent days, she is also involved in animal rescue work. Occasionally she succeeds at reviving her blog at reverent irreverence.
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