7/21/26

NIGHT PRAYER: Tuesday 7/21

When I saw this T-shirt online, O Lord,
my mind and heart flooded with images,
childhood memories of my backyard
on Hobart Street in Danvers, Mass.
 
 
So many lazy summer nights,
armed with a grass filled mason jar
with Ruth, my sister and Lewis, our friend, 
chasing and catching fireflies:
lightening bugs with a glow to mirror
the moon and the stars up above...
 
We had no worries, no troubles, no cares!
We were deep in July - no homework to do!
 
It was warm, we were barefoot 
- the world was ours -
and the fireflies gave us the courage to face
the night, the darkness and anything else
hiding shrouded and veiled in the shadows...
 
Such innocence, Lord, 
such simple goodness 
untouched by malice, deceit or guile:
a child's sweet soul, alive with joy 
captured as light in a jelly jar
and shining with grace to make the time 
timeless, 
delightful,
divine... 

I can't go back to Hobart Street,
but I'll pray you'll visit me, Lord 
    - tonight -
and fill the jar of my aging soul:
  with childhood's joy, simple and pure;
  with the grace of innocence, long ago lost;
  with light as bright as the heavenly spheres;
  with courage to save me from my fear
    of the night, the darkness and anything else
  that keeps me for trusting, from hoping in you,
    the joy of my youth, my life and this night...

Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
    and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
    and asleep rest in your peace...

Amen. 
 
I spent a long time looking for a piece of music to accompany tonight's prayer - searching phrases like: Christ Our Light and Jesus is the Light and Light of Christ - but I found nothing that fit quite right.  As a last resort I searched Firefly hymn and found TWO pieces! Neither is a hymn but each, in its own way, pairs well with tonight's prayer.  If you have time - please give both songs a listen!  
 
Firefly by Andy Beck 
   performed by Youth Choir Fesitval NW 
 
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Firefly, shining in the night.
Firefly, spectacle of light.
Flashing and flickering, oh so bright. 
Firefly, shining in the night. 

Why are you hiding in the light of the day? 
Only igniting when the sun goes away. 
Flashing, flickering. 
Flickering, flashing. 
Flashing, flickering. Firefly.

Firefly, shining in the night.
Firefly, spectacle of light.
Flashing and flickering, oh so bright. 
Firefly, shining in the night.

Why are you hiding till the moon’s in the sky? 
Only igniting when the evening is nigh. 
Flashing, flickering. 
Flickering, flashing. 
Flashing, flickering. 
Firefly.
Firefly. Firefly. Firefly. 
Shining in the night. 
Firefly.

 

Come in From the Firefly Darkness
    by Amy F. Bernon

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Open up your door, my friend,
and let me come in,
Come in from the firefly darkness
to hear your stories again.
I have wandered through this land
from end to end.
I've come home through the firefly darkness
to sing with you again.

Sing songs of wonder, sing of life begun,
Of fireflies and full moons over meadows green.
Sing songs of children growing toward the sun,
Like the wild new flowers of the spring.

I've been up in mountain skies
with the elk and the snow
Heard the silence of the prairies,
and watched the wild grass grow.
Road and river beckon me
in voices clear and low,
My path will be lit by fireflies,
so now friend, I must go.

And in the sweetness of the night I will sing,
growing toward the sun,
Sing songs of wonder, songs of life begun,
of fireflies and full moons over meadow greens
Sing songs of children growing toward the sun,
like the wild new lilies of the spring.

  

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Pause for Prayer: TUESDAY 7/21


Be my strength, Lord, 
   when I'm weak and tired, 
       when I'm listless and drowsy:
    be the strength in my arms
        that keeps me true to my work;
    be the strength in my will
        when I want to to sleep;
    be the strength in my soul 
        when self-pity has got me;
    be the strength in my spirit 
        when I just don't care...

Be my fortress, Lord,
   when I'm besieged on every side, 
   when it seems I've no place left to go,
   when I need a place that's safe from harm, 
   when I look for shelter for my heart...
 
Be my fortress, Lord, protecting me 
    from what and whom I fear;
be my fortress, Lord, a place to go 
    when I'm not sure where home is;
be my fortress, Lord, my trusty shield
    lest harm should touch my soul;
be my fortress, Lord, and hold me close
    in your strong and saving arms...

Deliver me, Lord, 
    from my faults and sins and failings;
deliver me, Lord, 
    from thoughts, words and deeds
        from feelings and desires 
that have no business being 
    in my mind, my heart, my life...
deliver me, Lord, 
    from anyone and anything 
that fails to bring me closer
    to your way, your word, your wisdom...

Deliver me, Lord, 
    from possessions that possess me,
from all the things, the toys and stuff
    that eat my time and waste my mind, 
that drain my soul of spirit
    and bring no good at all
        to me or to my neighbor...

Help me know how weak I am, Lord,
    that I might know much I need
your strength, your help and mercy 
    to lift me up and hold me up
        and help me to move on...
 
Help me know how vulnerable I am
    that I might know how much I need
your shelter, shade and refuge
    a haven for my healing...
  
Help me know how lost I am 
    that I might know how much I need
your light to show the way,
    your word to teach me truth,
        and your Spirit's grace to fill me..
 
I love you, Lord:
   my strength, 
      my fortress, 
         my deliverer... 

Quiet, hush and still my anxious heart 
    that I might know again and yet again:
        you are my God,
        you're by my side,
        you have my back, 
        you are my all in all... 
 
 Amen. 
 
I love this simple, engaging song, beautifully sung 
here acappella and I hope it stays with me all day...
 
You Are My All In All by Dennis Jernigan
   performed by Hallal Music 
 
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You are my strength when I am weak
You are the treasure that I seek
You are my all in all
 
Seeking You as a precious jewel
Lord, to give up I'd be a fool
You are my all in all
 
        Jesus, Lamb of God
        Worthy is Your name
        Jesus, Lamb of God

        Worthy is Your name

 
Taking my sin, my cross, my shame
Rising again I bless Your name
You are my all in all
 
When I fall down You pick me up
When I am dry You fill my cup
You are my all in all
 
        Jesus, Lamb of God
        Worthy is Your name
        Jesus, Lamb of God
        Worthy is Your name
 
You are my strength when I am weak
You are the treasure that I seek
You are my all in all
 
Seeking You as a precious jewel
Lord, to give up I'd be a fool
You are my all in all
 
Jesus, Lamb of God
Worthy is Your name
Jesus, Lamb of God
Worthy is Your name


  

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“Acts that diminish or disregard the dignity of any person or group of people should never be normalized in our society."


Then God said: 
   "What have you done? 
        Your brother's blood 
            cries out to me from the ground!"

Responding to the recent killings of Lorenzo Salgado Araujo  and  Johan Sebastián Duran Guerrero  Durán at the hands of ICE agents, the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops has issued the following:

WASHINGTON - In light of several recent immigration enforcement encounters resulting in the loss of life, Bishop Daniel E. Garcia, chairman of the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops’ Subcommittee for the Promotion of Racial Justice and Reconciliation, and Bishop Brendan J. Cahill, chairman of the Committee on Migration, issued the following pastoral reflection:  

“As Catholics, we believe that all persons are created in the image and likeness of God and, therefore, grieve all situations where human life is brought to an unnatural end. This is a core teaching of our faith and one we can never grow weary of proclaiming as disciples of Our Lord Jesus Christ. 

“As the bishops of the United States affirmed last November, ‘We are disturbed when we see among our people a climate of fear and anxiety around questions of profiling and immigration enforcement.’ Racial profiling in particular not only violates God-given dignity* but also inflicts profound harm on individuals, families, and communities by fostering fear, eroding trust, and increasing the risk of unjust and even tragic outcomes. Our pastoral concerns are distinct from what the civil law itself may permit. 

“Acts that diminish or disregard the dignity of any person or group of people should never be normalized in our society. The dehumanization of immigrants, regardless of their legal status, is one such example of this; the vilification of law enforcement officers is yet another.

“We continue to affirm the legitimate role of civil authorities to implement the law in a humane manner and with respect for fundamental human rights, including the rights to life and due process. The power of the state must always be exercised within the limits of the moral law. To that end, we call for accountability, transparency, and justice, which require that meaningful reforms be made to our immigration system. 

“We join in praying for the souls of those killed and for their families, for our nation, and for all those entrusted with the duties of public service. We pray for an end to dehumanizing rhetoric, racial prejudice, and violence and for a renewed commitment to recognizing the inherent dignity of every person as a child of God. We plead for the intercession of Mary, Our Mother, who is the model of perfect faith in times of grief, hardship, and uncertainty.”

  

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7/19/26

NIGHT PRAYER: Sunday 7/19


On Sundays, Night Prayer takes its lead from some element of the day's liturgy.  This prayer comes from the first line of today's first reading at Mass: There is no God besides you who have the care of all... In this space every evening, we entrust ourselves to God who watches over us, has the care of us all, all day long and through the night.  Let's pray for those who have a rough night ahead of them...

I pray for a good night’s sleep, Lord, 
and I pray for those whose sleep tonight will be stolen 
by the fury and sounds of war,
by the noise of city nights 
with its sirens, shouting and gunshots...

I pray for those who this night, Lord, 
will put their lives on the line 
for their nation and for the world
and for their families and friends
who worry for them 
 - and all of us in their debt...
 
I pray for those whose poverty, Lord, 
leaves them in harm’s way this night,
who have no rooftop over their heads,
no shelter from weather and violence,
who go to bed hungry and thirsty,
who will try to sleep but have no bed... 
 
I pray for those in flight, Lord,
who are on the road and pursued,
who are seeking a promised land, 
who've left their native countries,
seeking safety, refuge and hope...
 
And I pray for those, Lord, haunted this night
by memories, thoughts and fears,
by nightmares, dreams and insomnia;
those who need reassurance, 
healing and calm,
the comfort and consolation
of knowing that you're by their side... 
 
Over all of us, Lord, 
spread your mantle of grace
and save us from every evil;
grant us peace in our own day
- don't hold back - 
the peace we so desperately pray and need, 
the lasting peace only you can give...
 
Protect us, Lord while we're awake
    and watch over us while we sleep
that awake, we might keep watch with you
    and asleep, rest in your peace...

Amen.
 
Stay With Us by Taize
 
If you have a candle you can safely light,
tonight would be a good time to do that...
 
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Stay with us, O Lord Jesus Christ,
    night will soon fall
Then stay with, O Lord Jesus Christ
    Light in our darkness

  

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Homily for July 19

The enemy is planting weeds in our wheat fields!  So says Jesus in the gospel -  and nothing has changed!  Give a listen to my homily and I'll show you where I see the enemy's hand at work today.  Here's a video of my homily based on the parable from today's gospel.  (If the video doesn't appear, click here!)  You'll find the text of my homily below.

 

Weeds!

Where I come from in Massachusetts, the weeds folks deal with there are crab grass, dandelions, white clover, and cooping Charlie. A quick Google search tells me that here in Colorado, you contend with bindweed, kosher, Canada, thistle, and cheese weed.

Jesus isn't talking about any of those weeds at all. But he is referencing a particular weed. In the original Greek (in which Matthew's gospel was written) Jesus speaks in this parable of a weed called ZIZANIA. Zizania..

And here's a fun fact about Zizania: especially in its early stages of growth, Zazania looks just like – wheat! Aha! Now we can more easily understand why the farmer in the parable was slow to pull up the weeds, or as he put it, “If you pull up the weeds, you might pull up the wheat along with them.”

Now, we're talking here about weeds in a parable preached by Jesus and found in Matthew's gospel. This is not the Old Farmer's Almanac. Jesus is comparing here the life-giving seed of faith that he plants - with the invasive and destructive seeds, the enemy sows.

And this isn't just some kind of old pious agricultural metaphor. The enemy is still very much around, and the enemy is still planting seeds for weeds - in our hearts. In our backyards. In our society, in our culture, in our nation, and around the world. Invasive weeds of destruction, and they have more than sprouted - they are growing tall. And just like in the parable, what sprouts from the weeds planted by the enemy, can often look very much like what shoots up from the seeds, planted by Jesus.

The wheat and the weeds in our lives are growing alongside each other. And it's often not easy to tell the difference between them. But we try, don't we? We're trying to sort out the weeds from the wheat when we look around and try to figure out: 

    What's right and what's wrong?

    What's good, what’s evil? 

    What’s true, what’s false?

    What's honorable, what's corrupt?

    What's just, what's unjust?

    What's impartial, what's prejudiced?

    What's loving, what's hateful?

    What's of God - and what is not of God?

    What yields life - and what chokes it off?

In spite of the fact that we all live in the same field, that we're all looking at the same crop - and that in our heart of hearts, we all desire, we all look forward to the same harvest --- where some see wheat, others see weeds…  and where some see weeds, others see wheat.

Because of this, we live in these fields of confusion and the strife it yields. Because of this, ALL of us need to be, should be, must be 

careful, not reckless,

    prudent, not impulsive,

    tranquil, not hot headed,

    wise, not foolish,

    deliberate, not hasty,

    generous, not selfish,

    objective, not biased,

    peaceable, not aggressive

    cautious, not headstrong,

    humble, not proud

as we walk through the fields of our daily lives, we need to be all those things. 

 

As we walk through those fields where the crops of our philosophies and politics, our positions and our polemics are growing and being nurtured by the winds of change - and by our own prejudices, our unquestioned presuppositions and our desire for self -preservation.

 

In the gospel here, the Lord cautions all of us to take care - lest we rashly, prematurely pull up what might be 

    the wheat 

        that becomes the bread

            that feeds and sustains us and gives us life.

Today's gospel calls us not only to accountability for how WE deal with the weeds the ENEMY has planted - but also to be, ourSELVES, sowers of good seed – us - sowers of good seed who take care not to ADD to the weeds that choke the harvest of truth and justice in the world.

Today's scripture reminds me of a prayer by a friend of mine, a Jewish spiritual writer. His name is Alden Solovy. Alden's prayer is titled Planting Seeds. And it goes like this.

Every act is a seed:

(every thought, word, and deed of ours is a seed*)

    every laugh,

    every smile,

    every song,

    every dance.

 

Every outstretched arm and every open heart:

    a seed of holiness,

    a seed of redemption,

    a seed of grace.

 

Every act is a seed.

(every thought, word, and deed of ours is a seed*)

    every frown,

    every angry word,

    every dislike,

    every disdain,

    every closed fist.

 

And every hardened heart

    is a seed of loneliness,

    a seed of isolation,

    a seed of despair.

 

Oh, how many seeds have I planted, O God?

How many seeds that hurt

    and how many seeds that heal?

 

And how many seeds have I yet to plant?

Will they be seeds that hurt

    or seeds that heal?

 

O God of the ages,

    grant me the discernment and the skill

to plant seeds of wonder and awe

    in my life and in the world.

 

Let me be a source of wholeness,

    let me be a source of thanksgiving

so that my life yields a garden of blessings

    in service to your holy name.

 

I interpolated this line for the purpose of this homily.

 

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Our minds and hearts, our words and deeds, - our politics and our positions

- are - the seed bags, from which we sow ourselves in the fields in which we live, in the lives of those around us, in the world in which we live.

 

Now, if your seed bag is anything like mine, it contains seeds for a harvest of goodness, and justice, and truth - AND - and it holds, my seed bag holds seeds for the weeds of destruction, and discord, and division.

 

My bag holds the seeds of my goodwill, my best intentions, and my desire to live, as I know God calls me to live. But my seed bag also holds the seeds of anger. and selfishness and pride.

 

Jesus calls each of us to take great care in what we sow, lest we plant weeds that choke and cut short the growth and life of all around us.

 

Jesus himself allowed himself to be a seed - the seed that falls to the ground and dies - that others (that we) might have life. He allowed himself to be SOWN, to be buried in the earth, that he might rise and raise up a harvest of God's grace and peace and life for us - and for us to share with others.

 

The fruitful harvest of the Lord's dying and rising is what he will share with us at the altar this afternoon in the Eucharist:

    the harvest of wheat, become bread,

        become his body for us.

    the harvest of grapes become wine,

        become his blood for us.

 

May the seeds of truth the gospel plants in our minds and hearts today, yield a garden of grace, a crop of blessings, and the harvest the Lord desires.

 

  

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Pause for Prayer: SUNDAY 7/19

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Here's a very fine prayer from the work of Ted Loder...
 
Gather Me To Be With You
 
O God, 
    gather me now to be with you    
        as you are with me:     
    soothe my tiredness;
    quiet my fretfulness;
    curb my aimlessness;
    receive my compulsiveness;
    let me rest easy for a moment.
 
O Lord, 
    release me from the fears and guilt 
        which grip me so tightly,
    from the expectations and opinions 
        which I so tightly grip,
    that I may be open to receiving,
        to learning something refreshingly different.

O God, 
    gather me to be with you 
        as you are with me.
Forgive me 
    for claiming so much for myself
        that I leave no room for gratitude;
    for confusing exercises in self-importance
        with acceptance of self-worth;
    for complaining so much of my burdens 
        that I become a burden;
    for competing against others so insidiously
        that I stifle celebrating them 
            and receiving your blessing through their gifts.
 
O God, 
    gather me to be with you 
        as you are with me.
Keep me in touch with myself,
    with my needs,
    my anxieties,
    my angers,
    my pains,
    my corruptions,
that I may claim them as my own
    rather than blame them on someone else.

O Lord, 
    deepen my wounds into wisdom,
    shape my weakness into compassion;
    gentle my envy into enjoyment,
    my fear into trust,
    my guilt into honesty,
    my accusing finger into tickling ones.
 
O God, 
    gather me to be with you 
        as you are with me.


- Ted Loder in Guerrillas of Grace

  

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