prayer of thanks
Thank you, Lord of my heart, for sleep, even when its stolen from homework time, refreshing my eyes, giving physical grace, for coffee, percolating next to me as I slowly wake up, for the stillness of my room, and the quiet covenant of coming rain to the ground, for all the spiritual blessings in the heavenly places, meaning I have comfort as I pack away and leave this place, my home for the last year, for forgiveness as sure as the coming rain, not yet seen but felt, for the depth of a friendship that holds even when communication gets tangled, jumbled, chaotic, for hall events that do not end up like the dreams I have dreamt about them, for people who are as needy as I am; we who are always ever in need, a created good, for spent time on good, in good. in grace. reading the Words of a loving Father, for new energy to see suffering and step forward, not retreating, for feeling that the running might be ending, that I am back. for faithfulness that is new every morning and