There is a controlled burn on the mainland. Acrid smoke hangs heavy in the air; its path covers everything and blurs my vision. We’re told the burn is necessary because it destroys underbrush that catches fire far too easily, quick fuel for blazes than can then be controlled only with great effort and expense. I have “underbrush” in my life as well—negative thoughts I’ve let accumulate. Unless I ‘control burn’ them, they are fuel for fires that destroy my right relationship with God, with others. They lie on the dry forest floor of my mind, fueled by thoughts that are critical, judgmental, hypercritical. Only a spark of anger can set them ablaze so easily, but putting them out is difficult. Please, dear Lord, help me burn away this debris so my relationship with you can be lush, green, and free of destructive negativity. May the air I breathe, may the breezes that blow through my mind, flow freshly through the breath of the Holy Spirit. Amen.