And so goes my struggle to deal spiritually with the horror of war; the shame and fear of violent rhetoric and action in my home country. The ebb and flow of ocean waves has become my spiritual touchstone lately. I breathe grace on an in-breath and send it out where it needs to go on an out-breath. Breathing in divine movement and sending it out to my companion humans. Grace in, Grace out. Grace. Grace. In. Out.
If I am faithful to the breath, I live into hope. May it be so.
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Dear friend, How inspiring, profound and helpfully. I will pray more that way. Abundant gratitude, Peg
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