Taken From: Matthew 6:9-15 Illustration by Grace Ellen Schiel In the Father’s presence we pray in the silence an awe so quiet we don’t know when it began; a fire in our hearts that almost breaks the chest. We utter in the passive voice a soaring petition asking the active God to make his real
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Taken From: Matthew 6:9-15 Illustration by Grace Ellen Schiel In the Father’s presence we pray in the silence an awe so quiet we don’t know when it began; a fire in our hearts that almost breaks the chest. We utter in the passive voice a soaring petition asking the active God to make his real
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Taken From: Matthew 6:9-15 Sometimes I rush toward a lessening future or ache for an imagined past when what I desperately need is to turn aside into the wonder of the burning bush into the brightness filled with a holy presence that seems to be transient but is, in truth, the eternity that waits for
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Taken From: Matthew 6:9-15 Sometimes I rush toward a lessening future or ache for an imagined past when what I desperately need is to turn aside into the wonder of the burning bush into the brightness filled with a holy presence that seems to be transient but is, in truth, the eternity that waits for
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Taken From: Matthew 6:9-15 Illustration by Grace Ellen Schiel In the place of prayer my soul is stretched taut upon the wisdom of form the plummet measuring the depth of heaven and earth. Simple phrases expectant with life keep me attentive guiding me into a fullness adequate for the time being enabling me to live
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