Morning Snapshot

The room was set in a circle—tables and chairs–all facing inwards, around a simple table with a candle burning. Students’ trickled in and gentle conversation eased around the room.

At 8:30 Dawn, one of the two co-professors of Preaching and Public Discourse, took a breath and began.

“In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God.”

“This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night to the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.”

“I have a dream…”

As she talked about the power of words and the depth of their beauty, and responsibility of those who venture to speak them, I found tears coming to my eyes.

Creator God, filled with endless wisdom and love.
Mould me. Shape me. Form me.
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart,
Be acceptable in your sight oh Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.

2 Replies to “Morning Snapshot”

  1. Your words sent a tingle up my spine and brought tears to my eyes too. You’re clearly at the right place Anna! God Bless

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