A Laundry Conversation

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 God speaks to you when you least expect it. Today it was while I was doing the laundry.



Prayer of Peace
Like a petulant child,
A tantrum for your truth.
The river that yearns for the sea,
Your light contains me.
The anticipation of a child reading their first word
May your words encompass my very heart.
A bird who flies about the moon sculpting a nest
Let the Spirit find rest within my soul.
Then I shall stand bold and strong in a place known only to you and I,
It will be sacred, steeped in Grace, held in splendor by my Creator.
Teri Carlson

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