Waking up grateful this morning. Who do I thank for pinecones? I love them so much it makes me think I may have been an arborist or forest ranger or squirrel in a past life.

Thank you also for old match boxes, toile pillow cases and lavender soap. Thank you for the view of the moon between the pine trees.

Thank you for a cat curled up in a wicker basket, creaky hardwood floors and the jazz station fixed on my car radio.

Thank you for vintage aprons hanging all in a row. Thank you for hugs with my mama. Thank you for the sound and smell of rain outside my bedroom window.

Thank you for hindsight, foresight, insight and plain old sight that caught hold of those pinecones on yesterday’s walk at the lake.

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.

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