Mercy & Light

Today I am mindful of undeserved mercies.

Large mercies, like safety, peace, and health. And sunshine, which we've had in abundance the last two mornings.

Small mercies, like fresh chives growing near my door.

(Not very many, nor very tall yet - just enough to sprinkle on my breakfast eggs and arouse the interest of passing turtles.)

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We go this afternoon to the funeral visitation of a dear elderly lady, whose days were long in the land, who died in quiet, peaceful surroundings.

We think of others whose lives were cut short by brutal and senseless violence.

God be merciful to those for whom sunshine is shadowed by grief or pain, and give light to the officers in Boston and elsewhere who are searching for the bomber(s).

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