~Monday’s prayer, and the November Supermoon~

‘Tis a lovely evening following a dreary day here in this corner of the globe.  The moon, this super moon as it’s called,  has risen.   Clouds have dispersed and the unmistakable scent of a wood fire is drifting on the cold November night breeze.   Coyotes are calling from the woods to the north, joining the frogs and crickets in the music of the night, perhaps competing with the area doggies to see who can bark or yip or howl the longest.

It is not a still night, it is not a silent night,

but it is a beautiful night.

Monday is softly slipping away, but before it passes completely, I pick up my grandfather’s old prayer book and read for tonight:

 “….Grant that in us, short-lived, vexed with cares, hungry, thirsty, dying, the Spirit of God may so come and so dwell, that the beauty of the Lord may be upon us…..”

And looking up ~ I do believe it is.

Goodnight, Sleep Well & Sweet Dreams.

~Peace~

(Prayer Information:  Tileston, Mary Wilder. Prayers Ancient and Modern. New York: Grosset & Dunlap, 1928)
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