This Monday morning, may your roots go down deep and may your own soul be fed first. May you walk into your day, into your new week, with hope and wild expectation.
May you wake up today, and then stay that way. Alive to what’s really going on around you, to the preciousness of a moment, to the whispers of Spirit. Wake to the bigness of the Story you’ve landed in.
And may beauty catch your breath, a relationship speak life, and Kingdom come a little closer,
even on a Monday.
My prayer for you. For me. Today.
Specifically, anything big going on in your week we can pray about for you? Am I the only one that struggles Monday mornings?