“I Lay Out the Pieces of My Life…”

Finding Health and Wholeness in Psalm 5.

Moving through Paths of Morning Ritual

I was on the trail this morning. The sun was out. The air was cool for July. Shadows crossed an earthen path beneath an arch of trees.

“This is sanctuary,” I thought to myself, “one of the many.” The meandering path (a little over a mile) wound its way through a forest up…