Lord, we praise you and we thank you for the wind that blows in our souls… the wind of the Holy Spirit carrying your whispers to us from eternity. For each trial through which we keep our longing for you unscathed. For being and remaining ever the same, even though our imperfect eye often distorts your image. For becoming wound for us to heal our wounds. For not leaving us hungry and frozen in the cold, but warmly inviting us all to your dinner table. For, by your living, you sanctified life. By your dying, you conquered death. By your suffering, you gave a meaning to suffering. By your loving, you showed us the true measure of love. For becoming a spring of living water in our hearts, so that we no longer have to thirst again. For you will complete the work you've started in our lives.
Amen
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