16, 17, 18, 19

16, 17, 18, 19

Children catching themselves in the mirror. Replanting gifts in the ground. Three-way calls with friends. Returning home. Grocery list for grandkids coming. Ripe red strawberries. Knuckles rubbing whiskers. A doves coo like a bass drum in a symphony of first light.

Praying: May I diffuse the fragrance of Your knowledge in every place.

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