a prayer for this Sunday
you wake us
to the sounds of your world
rising up once again
(the day of Resurrection being
always heralded
by bird and cricket
and sunrise)
you welcome us
into worship
you receive our praise
you carry us
everywhere we go
every road
every sidewalk
every bikeride and every
run, skip, jump
you play
music through our fingers,
create anew
when we paint, draw, sculpt,
commune with us
over coffee with a friend
you gather us
as dark falls,
nourishing us with food
and with each other
when we come to the table
you calm our heads and hearts
in the silent night
and
even as we dream
you wrap us
in your love
thank you
for this day
A Moving Yarn 