In the gift of this day never given before,
may we be open to new beginnings.
In the gift of this day of work and creativity,
may our eyes be open to new ways of seeing.
In the gift of this day of play and rest,
may our hearts be open to laughter and stillness.
Some mornings, it was watching the sun rise over the mountains to bring a shimmer to the lake.
Some mornings, it was watching the sun rise over the pine trees that made the dew in the pasture glimmer.
Some mornings, it was watching the sun rise over hills that lit up the fields as far as the eye could see.
My hope is that you have found time and a place to watch the sun rise this summer — and that it opened your heart, mind and soul to the wonder of all that God has created and is creating.