sunday service 7.23.17

I love the word ‘divine.’ I don’t think of divine as a being or deity, but a quality of sweetness, preciousness, meant-to-be-ness.

Precious little blue juniper berries.
Sweet lost bottle cap sent to tell me to Mello.
Precious ray of morning sun streaming exactly between the window shades into my sleepy eye. 
Sweet smell of bergamot clinging to my towel from yesterday’s bath.
Precious last bit of jam to spread on my toast.
Sweet sound of the jingle bell toy rolling across the hard wood floor.

Precious time. Sweet exhale. Precious stillness.
Sweet contented crossing of feet on the coffee table.

YOUR TURN

Sunday Service is a recurring community feature and you are invited to join the party!

Regardless of faith, prayer is a beautiful thing. It can be grateful, it can be joyful, it can be a question, it can be a song. This is a place where your writing can be your prayer, an open door for higher wisdom to ‘runneth over.’

Use the post to the right as an invitation to write your own Sunday Service or capture an image that elicits a stirring in your soul. Keep it short, make it washed in your truth. Write it for you, not for us.

But then share it with us. Trust us. Your words are important to us.

Post your writing or a link to your writing/photo in the comments below.

Or, if you share on social media, use the hashtag #sundayservice to allow us to find you, follow you, sing with you.