The autumn leaves lined the curve of the path I take daily to work, work that I am called to do not by an employer but by unforeseen forces guided by angels and prayers.
Lord, let everything I do, begins with you.
Let every step I take, I take with you.
Thank you for another day.
And bless all the people at work.
In between, there is so much joy in this tiny space, peace in early morning and hope seeing the rays of sunrise.
Be blessed. Be well. Perpetua