Daily Prayer, Spirituality and Worship in the Roman Catholic Tradition
Moments, Lord, just moments:
some as brief as a fleeting insight,
no longer than a passing smile,
here, now gone - like many joys...
Amen.
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It's still mild enough for me to sit on the patio in back of the rectory and have some toast and coffee there in the morning. I've noticed that the squirrels and chipmunks becoming increasingly braver and bolder as they scurry around and near me. I suspect their courage is born of their need to gather in whatever they might need to survive the winter ahead. All this has put me in mind of a few lines often attributed to St. Francis of Assisi...
And
I just smiled and said,
"Yes, dear, you understand:
everything imparts
His grace."
Let's pause for prayer...
I rejoice in your creation
and in all things bright and beautiful,
in all your creatures great and small,
in all things wise and wonderful:
Lord God, you made them all!
Amen.
Everyday you try to pick up all the pieces
All the memories they somehow never leave ya
Nobody, nobody, nobody sees you
Nobody, nobody will believe you
There’s a kind love that, there’s a kind of love...
You keep a cover over every single secret
So afraid if someone saw them, they would leave
But somebody, somebody, somebody sees you
Somebody, somebody will never leave you
There’s a kind love that, there’s a kind of
love,
There’s a kind love that, there’s a kind of love...
There’s a kind of love that God only knows
Tonight: a litany of seasonal images, a simple guitar solo, a few questions to spark our prayer...
Autumn...
summer fades,
time flies,
sun hides,
seasons turn,
colors change,
leaves fall,
rain pours,
harvests yield,
air chills,
frost numbs,
shadows lengthen,
night falls,
silence stills,
Spirit visits,
grace attends,
God whispers,
I pray...
Tonight's music is instrumental: you might play it while praying through the lines following the widget...
Autumn Hymn by Dong Hwan Noh
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What word would you have me speak today?
What quiet time have you planned for you and me to share?
What tears might I cry today, Lord?
And with what joy will you touch my soul?
When I'm tired today, give me strength, Lord.
When I'm moving too fast, slow me down.
When I'm saying too much, let me know
and when I need to speak, give me words to say...
Give me patience with this day's routine
and open my eyes to what's fresh and new.
This day comes to me, blessed by your hand, Lord,
may I return it with praise, my gift to you...
Amen.
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