
Each morning begins in a kind of quiet sanctuary. Before the world fully wakes, I breathe in the familiar scent of my favorite coffee, warm and comforting, and light a candle as an invitation, a gentle summons for the Holy Spirit to guide my prayer and my day. I settle into the chair where I always pray, a place shaped by habit and grace, and savor those first slow sips while meditating on the prayer our Lord gave us.
What do the first moments of your day look like?
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