“The magic of purpose and of love
in its purest form. Not television love,
with its glare and hollow and sequined glint;
not sex and allure,
all high shoes and high drama,
everything both too small and
in too much excess, but just love.
Love like rain, like the smell of a tangerine,
like a surprise found in your pocket.”
“May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow.
May the soft winds freshen your spirit.
May the sunshine brighten your heart.
May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you,
and may God enfold you in the mantle of His love.”
“Soften my heart,
O God of living waters,
that the shower of Scripture
I am about to read
may enrich the soil of my soul.
Rain down your wisdom
in sacred streams
to carry me like an upturned leaf
through the currents of this gray day.
Prayers for a Planetary Pilgrim
“Clouds come floating into my life,
no longer to carry rain or usher storm,
but to add color to my sunset sky.”