Speaker 1: Hey, harrow, and this is a firm our daily prayer.
Heavily Father, Lord of Love, peace and very cloudy thinking.
I mean it has to come from somewhere, right. The
Carolina Appalachians have dense fog, as does the San Francisco Bay. Lord,
you created this stuff, right, Why would humans move through
the same changes, extremely warm on the inside, with a
very cold, heartless world tapping on our shoulder time and
time again. Now the question is, Lord, what would you
like us to do undercover so so so much fog
in our thinking? I'm not sure it's a time of retreat,
But like most cloudy formations, it's about forcing our presence
off the valley floor. We've got to keep moving and
with you, Almighty God, steering the way. The unseen doesn't
mean unfelt. We also hear things around our multiple paths
of choice. Don't make me say smell, because in this
day and age, there's so much pot in the air
that that fog bank doesn't have a place in your plan.
Show us, Lord, how to safely move through the fog
With you, Lord, we are not lost and we are
not in fear. We are grateful for your everyday presence.
I Mayril sharing with you the wisdom required for tomorrow.
While the sun rises to day,