Sunday Morning Solitude
Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.” Mark 1:35
Gentle snowflakes, each unique peppering the ground. Silence, with a hot cup of tea. Darkness slowly lifts; snow shakes free from the heavens as the earth becomes whiter. Sunday morning whispering in a solitary place to pray. Wind and snow speak of peace. About this time of year, many are looking forward to spring, yet on mornings like this, I am reminded to be patient for spring and Easter will come. We must go through with patience, knowing this to shall pass. Instead of wishing moments away enjoy them, be present, sip your coffee or tea and know He is present on the path…
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