Father, Lord Jesus, hallowed be your name. After the storm. Calm. Peace. No rain. No want. Sunshine. Birds singing. Time to begin again. Thank you, Father, for a body that doesn’t hurt this morning. Help me to get after it as best I can today.
Father, Lord Jesus… It’s a short time in the warehouse today. Half day off. Most of the praying will be done outdoors in the sunshine, on a bike or on the track. Thank you, Father. Thank you for half days. Thank you for the occasional pursuit of what the heart wants instead of the grind of the need of the day.
Half days. What do you do to honor the Father when you’re not at work?