My Best Prayers

On the first Saturday in December last year I woke again before the rest of the household. It was the day after I had said goodbye to my students for the year.

The previous night we had done “church” at our house and my heart was still soft from a beautiful time of tender worship with dear friends. My sense, when I woke up that morning, was that I would like to spend more of my life-force, my focus, noticing that God is near.

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