Journey of Prayer

Sometimes you come angry.

All you can do is sit and stare at the flames. Then you blow them out and walk away.

Sometimes you come rejoicing.

You dance around the candles proclaiming glory to God in the highest!

Sometimes you come weeping.

You find your sorrow and your cheek falling to the table as the wax drips down.

Sometimes you just come.

You sit. You can’t bear to light them.

Sometimes you can’t wait to get there.

It’s all you can think about. The light flickering warms you all over. Gratitude abounds.

Sometimes.

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