Good morning, dew drops!
You who kiss the ground and grass
and melt under the warm rays of the sun
while golden maple leaves flutter
down…
down…
down…
and I watch from my window
in grateful wonder.
Dear God, can I be a dew drop for a few moments?
Let me melt into your warm presence
and bask in the gentle rays of your love.
copyright 2020 – Carla A. Romarate-Knipel
Thank you God for fall
with its radiant reds and golds
crisp air and apples!
Dear God,
Today may I be kind to others and myself.
May I share compassionate silence as a gift
in a world overloaded with noise.
Help me to find You in the quiet spaces of the day.
In the name of the One who spoke to Elijah, the prophet
in the sheer silence.
Amen.
Dear Lord,
I pause at noon day to listen to you. But today I decided to cook rice and pray at the same time. My eyes are glancing at the pot to watch for the water not to boil over; while my heart is waiting for a word from you. Forgive me when the Martha in me decided to give you just half of my attention, instead of wholehearted devotion. Help me to be more like Mary in moments like this and take the time to sit, with eyes and heart fully focused on you. Then I can make the rice and watch it with a grateful heart knowing that when it is cooked, I can sit down and give thanks to you who provides it. Amen.
Choose Joy: Poems, Prayers and Prose 