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Sunday, March 25, 2012
When the sun shines in the morning, it brings
bright shadows into the room through the blind slats.
I stand on the front deck with a cup of coffee, The warmth penetrates the soles of my bare feet
And every breath becomes soul-filled with the Son.
My morning has become a prayer...
Always of thanksgiving.