Brought to you by:

I wish I could give you the details.
I’m a little hazy on them myself.
I can tell you that today was brought on entirely by prayer.
It wasn’t the words, God knows, nor the miniscule, mustard-seed faith that wrote them.
It was something subtle, something sacramental.
God reaching through the universe to say,
“I hear you. I see you. Here, this day is my gift to you.”
This is the day that the Lord has made, and I am bewildered, and awestruck, and thankful.

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