This morning, I watched the sun come up. As it painted orange and pinks into the wisps of clouds on the horizon, I could see the outline of birds moving from tree to tree and roof top to high line. Birds everywhere.
They flitted from place to place seemingly at random. What appeared to me to be purposeless moving from one place to the next, was, I am sure, all part of their morning dance. They were coming awake – making ready for a glorious day.
Join the dance today – come awake – it’s going to be a wonderful day!
Be blessed!
Clay in the Hands 
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