I took this image and it connected in my mind with part of Zechariah’s prophecy after his son, John, was born:
“Because of God’s tender mercy,
Luke 1:78 (NLT)
the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us,
to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death,
and to guide us to the path of peace.”
Some words got scribbled down, and I thought I’d share them here…
As the sun rises,
its rays stretching across the landscape
to reach my face,So may I sense your loving presence
stir within my soul
an awakening,
a lifting of the head,
a deep breath,
and a word of grace.