Wash over me, Living Water, like soft spring rains. Nourish my dryness. Transform my brittleness. Make my heart supple, my spirit malleable like moist clay on the Potter’s wheel.
May I return from the dry deserts of my own making, arid days when the dust of my striving fills my mouth and distorts my vision of life around me.
Between the dust from which I came and the dust to which I will return, may I float in the river of love that carries me to your own heart.
This day you are the still water that brings me peace. This day you are cleansing water that washes my soul. This day I dance like a child in the showers of your kindness.
I am made new, refreshed once again, by the taste of Living Water.
Shining Spirit 
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