While it was dark

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.

        In the morning, while it was still very dark,         he got up and went out to a deserted place,         and there he prayed.                   —Mark 1.35

Very dark. In mystery. Not a puzzle but the presence beyond our minds. The infinite gathers around you. This is where prayers speak to each other like stars in the dark sky though we do not hear them. Our prayers become us in the night.

A deserted place. Solitude, where you are a soul, nothing else. None to judge, to interpret you, to revise. You are in God as the silence is in the night sky, the deep silence in your heart heard as clear as a white moon. We are all alone together.

Our prayers move beyond us. In the openness, like an eye in the dark, not a feeling—too dark for that— a presence beneath. In the silence, the space between, no words, not an answer... a yes.

Deep Blessings Pastor Steve ______________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net

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