1/31/22

NIGHT PRAYER: Monday 1/31

As January shivers into February,
open my eyes, Lord,
open my mind and heart:
    to your power in a winter storm,
    your presence in the stillness,
    your beauty in the darkness all around me...

In this shortest month of the year 
help me find the peace you offer:
    when it's cold,
       wrap me in your mercy's warmth;
    in the snow,
       cover me with saving grace;
    in nature's sleeping silence,
       help me find more time for prayer,
       time with you in winter's quiet,
       in the mystery of your love...

As January morphs into February, Lord:
    open all I am,
        to all you have to give 
    and ready me for springtime
        and the promise that it holds... 
 
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
and keep vigil while I sleep,
that awake, I might keep watch with you
and asleep, rest in your peace... 
 
Amen.
 
 
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Monday Morning Offering: 1/31

Coffee in the Morning by George Mendoza

 
Good morning, good God!
 
Could it possibly be the last day of January? 
Is the first month of 2022 really about to become history?
Is the year still new?
 
Or more importantly, Lord:
   what have I done with the first month of this year?
   how have I spent these 31 days?
   what changes have I made?
   what changes have I resisted?
   how have the past four weeks changed me?
   - those New Year's resolutions I made:
        what have I made of them?

And you and me, Lord - how are we doing?
   have I drawn closer to you this past month?
   have I checked in every day, in prayer?
   have I trusted in your love for me? your care for me?
   have I followed where you've led me?
   have I said and done what you've asked of me?
   have I, in confusion, prayed for your wisdom?

One month down and eleven to go, Lord!
    334 more days left in the year, days for:
    praying, reaching, changing, growing,
    working, playing, learning, serving,
    becoming the person you made me to be
    from before the days of time began...

This morning I offer those 334 days
and I offer them, Lord, just as you give them,
a day at a time:
    to see you more clearly,
    love you more dearly
    and follow you more nearly,
    day by day by day by day,
    just one day at a time...

Amen.
   

  

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1/30/22

NIGHT PRAYER: Sunday 1/30


On Sundays, Night Prayer will focus on an element from the day's celebration of Mass. Tonight we reflect on second reading, from Saint Paul.

Love is many things, Lord,
   and perhaps above all - love is patient...

Patiently, love waits
   while the beloved delays and demurs, tarries
      and tries the patience of the lover...

With quiet patience,
    love endures defeat and disappointment, 
allowing no discouragement
    to snatch the beloved from its embrace...

Without complaint, love suffers
    for the sake of the beloved
and no hardship, no pain 
    proves to be to much for love to bear...

You're a patient lover, Lord:
   you wait for me, you never give up on me;
   you endure my foolishness even when I turn away from you;
   you suffer for my sake and freely bear my burdens...

I've done nothing to deserve your patient love:
   I waste it, I turn from it,
   I deny and reject it, 
but even then, patiently,
   you wait for my heart to change,
   you endure my slow progress,
   and you suffer my self-pity
all because your love for me is patient
   - and you will not let me go...
 
And you ask me, Lord, to love my neighbor,
    my sister and my brother, the stranger
with the same patience
    with which you love me...

Keep my from the quick and hasty judgment, Lord;
   let me judge others as I'd have them judge me:
      patiently...  and with justice and mercy...

Curb my sharp tongue and give me patience in my speech:
   let no harsh words fly from my mouth to wound
      the innocence of others...

Give me patience in understanding those who are not like me
   and help me see in the differences
what, in others, complements and completes me
    - and them and all of us together...  

Give me the patience I need, Lord to move among others
   with gentleness, reverence and respect,
careful not to step on others' hearts, letting others go before me,
    tending others needs before tending to my own...  

Give me patience, Lord, with those I live and work with,
   the ones I take for granted or ignore,
   the ones I so often and easily forget
         in my rush to get what I want, when I want it...

Give me patience with strangers, Lord,
    those I meet in the course of every day:
help me respect and love them, Lord,
    as patiently as you love me...

And give me patience with myself, Lord,
   when I'm quick to judge, to doubt, abuse and hate myself.
Remind me of the mercy you offer me,
   your trust in the person you made me to be,
   your gentle touch upon my wounds and pain,
   your mercy, in which you never fail to bathe me...

Forgive and heal me, Lord, 
    when my lack of patience leads me to anger and judgment, 
    harsh words or silence, jealousy or self-pity:
when my impatience spirals into doubt and fear,
   calm my anxious heart with the patient grace of your heart
and hold me in your mercy
    until your patience heals my soul
        and cleanses me in peace...

Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with yu
and asleep, rest in your peace...
 
Amen.
 
Be Still My Soul by Kari Jobe
 
 


  

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A Homily for the Fourth Sunday of Ordinary Time

Tough Love by Linda Sannuti
 
On the last Sunday of each month the deacon at Good Shepherd Parish preaches at all the masses so I had no preaching assignment this weekend. Here, however, is a homily from 9 years ago on today's scripture...

A Homily for the Fourth Sunday of Ordinary Time
(Scripture)

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How many folks have heard St. Paul’s words on love at a wedding?
Probably nine out ten couples choose today’s second scripture
as a reading for their wedding:
perhaps because the word “love” appears in it eight times;
or because the text promises a “love never fails;”
or because it reminds us that of “faith, hope and love,”
the greatest virtue is love.
 
Of course, St. Paul wasn’t writing to an engaged couple here
he doesn’t have a wedding or married life in mind.
He wasn’t writing to a bride and groom but rather
to a whole church community.
He wasn’t instructing couples on how to live as spouses
but rather he was teaching Christians how to live with one another
as the body of Christ in the community of the church.
 
We often hear these words surrounded by “white lace and promises”
and flowers and beautiful music,
but the love described here is not at all romantic,
and not in the least sentimental.
This is a tough love: it’s demanding, it’s muscular, and it bleeds.
 
• St. Paul tells us that no matter how sweet our words,
no matter how poetic or beautiful or well chosen –
even if we speak like angels – if we don’t have love,
we’re only making noise: useless, jarring noise.
 
• St. Paul tells us that
no matter how intelligent or smart or clever we might be,
regardless of how much we understand,
how much knowledge we have,
no matter how deep or strong our faith might be,
if we don’t love one another: We. Are. Nothing.
 
• Generosity?
Paul says, “If I give everything I have to the poor
and even lay down my life for some great cause
but fail to love: then I gain nothing.”
And my generosity is empty.
 
• If I love, then I’m patient and I’m kind,
especially to those who strain my patience and test my kindness.
Who would that be in your life today? I know who it is in my life!
 
• If I love, then I’m not jealous of any thing or any love
any other person has --
regardless of how badly I might feel about what I have or don’t have.
 
• If I love I’m not pompous or filled up with myself but rather,
I put others and their needs ahead of my own.
Whose needs are waiting for your attention, for my attention – today?
 
• If I love I’m not rude or mean,
even when others are rude and mean to me.
 
• If I love I’m not quick-tempered,
regardless of who or what provokes me.
 
• If I love I don’t spend my time or my energy 
feeling sorry for myself and brooding over how I hurt.
 
• If I love I take no joy, no smug delight, no pleasure in what’s wrong
or in wrong that’s done to others --
regardless of their politics, their theology, their ideology, their success.
 
• If I love then I desire and rejoice in finding and knowing the truth:
in telling the truth, in living the truth, in sharing the truth
 
• If I love, then I will bear all things,
no matter how heavy the load might be
because real love is always stronger than my greatest weakness.
 
• If I love, then I believe all things, not naively,
but with a thirst for wisdom and a hunger for truth.
 
• If I love, then I hope all things (especially when I feel hopeless)
because I trust that hope, in love, will never disappoint.
 
• If I love, then I endure all things, not for pain’s sake
but for the sake of that love that forgives and heals all pain. 
 
This is a tough love: it’s demanding, it’s muscular, and it bleeds.
Anything less than this brand of love is as nothing:
“a resounding gong, a clashing cymbal.”
 
With any lesser love, a less demanding love,
a weaker love, a love that will not bleed for others,
we are nothing and we gain nothing.
 
St. Paul tells us this kind of love never fails.
That doesn’t mean that love will always give us what we want
but it does mean that real love will never fail to teach us
what we truly need and what we really need to give.
 
Love like this is a universe away from “random acts of kindness,”
as fine as they might be.
This love is intentional: selfishness is not in its vocabulary.
Such love will never fail to unite us to God and to one another.
Love like this is greater than faith and greater than hope.
In fact, without such love,
there is no cause for faith, there is no reason to hope.
With such love,
faith and hope find their meaning and substance
and love unites them, for ever.
 
The greatest sign of such love hangs above our prayer every Sunday:
the Cross of Jesus.
No greater, tougher love have we ever known than Christ’s love for us.
The love of Jesus is demanding, it’s muscular and it bleeds – for us.
 
The gift of his love on the Cross
is the gift we are offered and receive in the Eucharist
because the sacrifice of his love on the Cross
is the sacrifice we offer at this altar.
 
All of us have within us an indistinct, partial image
of the love God offers us in Christ.
The Eucharist is a perfect mirror of God’s love for us in Jesus.
Pray that we will grow together
to love one another in this kind of love,
that we will grow in understanding fully how we are loved by God
so that faith and hope and love will remain
and be with us and be ours, always.



 

   
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1/29/22

Pause for Prayer: SUNDAY 1/30

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Frost and chill, bless the Lord;
    praise and exalt him above all forever.
Ice and snow, bless the Lord;
    praise and exalt him above all forever.

            Daniel 3:69-70


Frost and chill may praise you, Lord,
but my heart prays for fire and heat
to warm my wintry soul...

While blessèd ice and snow exult,
my heart awaits spring's promise
and its warming deep within...

I know you come in every clime
but all within me longs
for summer's bright and healing rays...

Would you, in winter, warm me, Lord,
and fan to flame the fire you set,
lit to thaw my chill?

Would you, in winter, shine on me
a light too soon but oh, so welcome,
bright on these gray days?

Frost and chill may praise you, Lord,
but my heart begs your fire and heat
to melt and warm my soul... Amen.


  

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For some this day has been beauitful but for others - well, not so much...



The snow is more beautiful for some than for others:
for many, a reverie of lacy beauty, 
Christmas card landscapes in our backyards
but for others it's working long hours in the cold,
caring for others, protecting the weak, 
clearing the streets so others may pass
from here to there, in leisure and safely...

So we pray tonight:
    for those plowing snow and shoveling sidewalks, 
        spreading some sand to give us good traction;
    and for those on the front lines of danger and harm:
        the police and firefighters,
        public works crews awake 'round the clock,
            restoring power where it's been lost;
        ambulance drivers and EMTs,
            nurses and doctors working long shifts...
 
And for all those in trouble:
    those who've lost comfort, light and heat;
    those home alone through the height of the storm
    and for those whose home is always the streets
        and those who shelter them, especially tonight... 

So many to pray for tonight, Lord:
    keep them safe and warm
        and bring them home soon
    to warmth, to comfort and a good night's sleep...

Amen.
         
        

  

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NIGHT PRAYER: Saturday 1/29

 
O, Lord!
You've spent the day
snowing us in, 
slowing our steps
- and hitting our pause button...

Truth is, we sometimes need that, Lord.
We need to be interrupted,
inconvenienced, stopped in our tracks
by the pure, soft beauty of your presence, 
settling gently, flake by snowy flake,
dressing us and all around us
in a garment of pure grace...

Let the snow fall on our upturned faces, Lord,
and like children catching snow flakes on the tongue,
we'll taste the sweetness of your wintry gift...

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And snow angels, Lord!
Have we grown too old for making angels in the snow?
Send some snowy angels, then, to make of us 
the children you made us all to be...
 


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
As the snow chills our limbs
let your touch melt our souls
and draw us to your heart, Lord,
where the fire of your love
burns with snapping, crackling beauty,
bright and warm, this wintry night...

Remind us, Lord,
of those burdened by the weather
and those who serve and shelter them,
and those who plow and clear our streets
making safe our way from here to there
and back to home again...

And when the snow has all been shoveled
and our pace has quickened once again:
keep us mindful of these moments
when the blanket of your presence
calmed and warmed our hearts
and brought us close to you...

Protect us on this snowy night,
keep vigil while we sleep, Lord,
that awake, we might keep watch with you
and asleep, rest in your peace...

Amen.

(Two musical offerings tonight: the first as playful as snow angels,
the second, more reflective, like prayer...) 
 
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Winter Solitude by Ekaterina


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Pause for Prayer: SATURDAY 1/29

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Dust of Snow
 
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
 
- Robert Frost
 
 

Let's pause for prayer...

    Everyone's complaining 'bout the weather, Lord:
        too much snow, too much ice, 
        too much wind and cold!
 
    In the midst of it all
    (and the trouble it brings)
    send just one bird to bless me,
    with a dusting of snow to remind me:
        it's yours, O Lord, and it will melt 
        and water the earth to birth the spring
        with shade trees, sun and flowers
        - and promise of the summer's fruit...  
 
    In the midst of it all, 
    send a messenger, Lord,
    to touch my heart,
    to change my mood and save me
    lest I rue the power, the beauty, the grace
    in every flake that falls 
    in winter's snow...

    Amen. 

 

  

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1/28/22

NIGHT PRAYER: Friday 1/28


I was just thinking
    how you call me to love 
        as you love, Lord;
    how your love overflows 
        with mercy and kindness;
    how you always forgive me,
        again and again;
    how you call me to love, Lord,
        as you love me...
 
I was just thinking, Lord:
    how you bathe me in kindness,
        a gift of pure grace;
    how your mercy stands ready
        before I have sinned;
    how you never refuse
        my prayer for your pardon;
    how you call me to love, Lord,
        as you love me...
 
I was just thinking,
    how you offer me, always,
        a fresh, clean slate;
    how you never hold on
        to a grudge or resentment;
    how you welcome me back,
        time after time;    
    how you call me to love, Lord, 
        as you love me...
 
And so I pray tonight, Lord:
    help me love with your generous kindness;
    help me forgive, again and again;
    help me pardon, freely and fully;
    help me forgive as you forgive me;
    help me to love as you call me to love,
    help me to love, Lord, 
        as you love me...
     
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
and watch over me as I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
and asleep rest in your peace...

Amen. 
 
Where Charity and Love Prevail
 
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Where charity and love prevail,
there God is ever found;
Brought here together by Christ’s love,
by love are we thus bound.

With grateful joy and holy fear
His charity we learn;
Let us with heart and mind and soul
now love him in return.

Forgive we now each other’s faults
as we our faults confess;
And let us love each other well
in Christian holiness.

Let strife among us be unknown,
let all contention cease;
Be his the glory that we seek,
be ours his holy peace.

Let us recall that in our midst
dwells God’s begotten Son;
As members of his body joined,
we are in Christ made one.

No race or creed can love exclude,
if honored be God’s name;
Our family embraces all
whose Father is the same.
 

  

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