When the World Seems So Broken

Birds

These mornings, when the world seems so broken, I skip the news and social media.

Instead, I go outside and contemplate the sky ... Morning dawning in the firmament.

I watch the creatures around me Doing creaturely things: Hopping, flying, walking, breathing.

I am, in my little life, Part of a great, still-beautiful world.

I breathe myself into union with the One who is never broken.