Blessed Beyond Measure?

As The Sun Rises

Sometimes the right flower reminds us of the sun…

Sitting at my desk, as the sun rises near the end of each morning devoted to prayer, meditation, writing, reading, readying for the great day ahead, the sun begins it’s climb up over the pine forest, about 400 meters away, looking out my 2nd floor window.

I shut the window blinds until the sun, in it’s unstoppable cycle, rises high enough to cut the glare.

What a blessing to be alive…

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By jeff noel

Internet's only five-a-day blogger, leaving a trail for our son. This is about putting the spirit of Love at the center of your life. It may be God, Allah, Mohammed, Buddha, Yahweh, etc. For me, it's Jesus.