Friends — Some mornings, after silent contemplation, I have “things” to write down … blog topics, poems, random thoughts. Today, I “received” this, but it’s not “for me,” because I’m not currently in an abyss. So I’m sending it out to all of you because perhaps it was meant for one of you . . .
Oh, G-d of my Soul,
Maker of Light,
Dispeller of Dark,
who but you could illuminate the abyss into which we sometimes fall?
Help us, we ask, to turn our tears of sorrow into tears of joy.
Open our eyes to the small miracles in each moment of this existence,
so that we may see your beauty and feel your presence,
even as we journey through the abyss.