So, Father in heaven, this we pray: Hallowed—in everything—be your name. Give us this day our daily glimpse. Restore us from stress with our senses—from the scent of pine to the rhythm of the sun setting across the sky. Raise us from fear like the stars, shining brilliant up high. Forgive us for treating your world like something to use up before it burns. Forgive us for forgetting your face hidden in the holy but small—the bees, the hummingbirds, the seeds, the leaves as they fall. They all yearn, along with waterfalls and creeks, to communicate your call. Deliver us from evil’s schemes to
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