Fire in the Soul. Richard L. Morgan

from the tomb and the world began again. This is the first day of the rest of my life. Help me to live as one for whom life is not ending, like a door slammed in my face; but as one for whom life is beginning, as a door opening before me. Give me grace to forget what is behind and to press on to what lies ahead. Amen.

       THE PEACE ONLY YOU GIVE

      You are not found, O mysterious God, in the shattering noise of the earthquake, or in the raging fire, or in the blustery winds of nature, but in the still, small voice. Why am I so preoccupied with being busy? I confess I am still a slave to the work ethic, each day measured by what I do. But I am saved by grace, not by works. I am liberated from clocks and calendars, with precious time for my soul. But I still want to be in the thick of things, and so I fail to find your presence in the thickets of life. All you really ask is that I be someone. Help me in these autumn days to find that creative balance between vital involvement and quiet rest. May Christ say to me, “Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest”(Matt. 11:28, KJV). Amen.

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       MOVING TO DEEPER CONTEMPLATION

      I pray that, according to the riches of his glory, he may grant that you be strengthened in your inner being with power through his Spirit.

      —Ephesians 3:16