soft rain is falling on soaked earth, and green palms, and muddy grass. birds are stirring, taking to flight again.
i have worshipped in gratitude for the great thing God has done.
i have a prayer, that has grown from a seed that God planted, and i have nothing else.
Father keep us close to you, by your love draw each of our spirits, with kindness and grace, into the light that takes away all idols, be they distracting activity or numbing noise. Father draw us into your light and make us nakedly admit your mercy.
