Friday Prayer

Light one candle for love...one bright candle for love...Christ brings love to everyone, Christ comes, he comes. (Advent hymn)

Summer is beginning to creep and crawl finding ways to settle into Florida for the coming months.  Summer sun is starting to shine down, warming our skins.

Humidity has taken up residence in the places and spaces where our seasonal friends, who wisely fled back north now, have left in our wake.

Clouds come rolling in late every afternoon, blocking for a few moments the heat of the sun.

Rain starts to fall, splashing on hot concrete and sometimes causing steam to rise.

The weather report sounds like a record needle stuck.

Hot...muggy today...chance of rain in the afternoon.

Same tomorrow...and the tomorrow after that...and the month after that.

So, I dream of December when the humidity breaks on one crisp morning and the air temperature drops to 60 degrees and humidity moves away from 90 percent.

I dream of a candle lit that dances with delight proclaiming God is here and now.

Yet, this is as true today as summer starts to settle in as it is in the December days.

Love sticks and stays around.

Love weathers the heat and humidity.

Love is not only found tucked under warm covers sipping hot chocolate.

Love is found in the warmth of the sun while guzzling water.

Love is.

Active

Playful

Laughing

Comforting

Constantly moving

And suddenly still and silent sitting a spell.

Love is.

For you.

Me.

All that is seen and unseen.

That is the trace of grace we need and lean into every day.

Amen.