Creator of all that is, of trees that tower, birds that soar, clouds that
sail, and waves that rhythmically wash on the shore, connect me to the symphony
of this world. Open my ears to hear the
wisdom You have woven into the beauty of earth.
Open my mind to explore and discuss the truths from brother sun and
sister moon. Open my heart to the waves and grass
that laughingly tickle my toes with delight.
God of all seasons, even in Florida, where the changes are subtle and
slight, where humidity still hangs in the air, as other parts of the country
start to cool off, let me be open to You.
Help me connect to this plot and place I call home. Help me be a good and loving partner to this
land. For the goodness of a carrot and
apple, for the beauty of a sunset, for the reminder of storms that I am not in
control of or in charge of, and for Your creation that reorders, refreshes,
renews, and reminds me morning by morning of Your mercy, love, care, and
presence. God of all, to You we sing
with creation our hymn of praise.
Alleluia and Amen.
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