What a glorious sunrise service it was. We had a long hard rain yesterday for the first time in months. It settled the smoke in the air from burning rice fields and gave a breather from the intense heat of April (Thailands hottest month of the year). Standing on the mountain top this morning both literally and figuratively, the view of the city below was in a sleepy mist. The sun rose from around billowing storm clouds and warmed my skin. We sang songs of Christ's death and resurrection and had communion together. We were sitting in a temple where monks were chanting and banging gongs behind us. But they prayed to their god whose bones still sit in the grave, I worshiped and thanked and gave glory to my God who brought life to the morning.
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