No rainbow without sunshine! The Skye bridge is a new gateway to the isles.
Over the coming weeks, we will be introducing prayers and reflections from Alistair Maclean’s Hebridean Altars, pearls he harvested from the people of the Isles, a hundred years and more ago. This Island Girl’s prayer fits neatly into our sideways look at vocation in the everyday, as well as belonging in this month’s postings.
This day, I say to myself, is Thy love-gift to me. This dawn, White with the purity of Thy mind, I take it, Lord, from Thy hand, and, for the wonder of it, I give Thee thanks. Make me busy in Thy service throughout its hours, yet not so busy that I cannot sing a happy song. And may the South wind blow its tenderness through my heart so that I may bear myself gently to all. And may the sunshine of it pass into my thoughts, so that each shall be a picture of Thy thought, and noble and right.
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