Quiet and peace for you, my people.
Quiet and peace flow through your soul
until your voice is steady and even, with knowing and being fully known.
Quiet and peace be yours;
until your breathing slows to a long even pull and release of all that had held you captive today.
May quiet and peace overcome emotions remembered, painful days recalled, grief encountered.
God is calling you to come away to your quiet place, just for a few moments.
Feel the presence of Spirit holding you.
Honor the Son in prayer and actions.
Almost as silent, with your voice say. "abba, abba." And again.
Quiet and peace for you, my people.
May Quiet and peace flow gently through your soul.
Amen. . ><(((*>
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Thursday afternoon I stopped at Springbrook State Park. It was a beautiful day--Sunny. There's something about an Oak-Hickory forest that is soothing. On a weekday afternoon very few people were even in the park. Too early for most bugs. The birds were in good voice. Such peace--at least until they came to mow the picnic grounds I was sitting in. Finally and moved to the shelter--peace returned.
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