Morning

In the wee hours, a dog barks and I awaken. Others, elsewhere, are up … firefighters carry an old lady from a third floor walkup … dough rising, a baker lights her ovens … a police officer takes a call from a worried mother … at the water plant, engineers with clipboards check gauges … a worker on the third shift looks at the clock … homeless men forage in dumpsters as garbage trucks roll from their garage … somewhere, not so very far away, in a small chapel lit by candles, nuns kneel before the figure of Our Lord, beginning their day ~ and ours ~ with prayer.

Go in peace to love and serve the Lord!

Josh