Monday Morning Offering: 9/12

Image: George Mendoza

Good morning, good God!

 

Yesterday, on a glorious Sunday afternoon,

I made the acquaintance of a hummingbird moth,

an amazing creature who caught my eye,

my interest and prayerful imagination...

 

She made no objection to my calling her Helen

    - so, Helen her name shall be!

 

Now, she wasn't terribly talkative,

so busy was she about her work 

- or better yet, your work, Lord -

since her life seems entirely given

to doing just what you've asked of her

and only that: nothing more, nothing less... 

Helen appears to enjoy her work:

    visiting gardens and window boxes,

    mixing and mingling among the blooms,

    fluttering, hovering, sipping discreetly

    from snifters of nectar's sweetest dew... 

 

Helen plays no favorites, Lord:

    her dance card full and light on her wings,

    she trips the light fantastic

    with every bloom at the party... 

She may live as long as seven months

or as little as three to five weeks

but the whole of her life, as brief as it is,

will be spent, Lord, in serving you...

 

I offer this morning a simple prayer,

may I live my life as Helen lives hers:

    busy about the work you've assigned me

        humbly accepting the tasks that are mine;

    gracefully finding peace and contentment,

        simply by going wherever you lead me,

    happy to be in the place that's mine,

        sipping what joy may come my way;

    dancing with all who take my hand

        and taking the hand of all I meet... 

I cannot know, Lord, the day or the hour

but the time will come when you call me home:

    may I spend my life, be it long or short

    like Helen, my friend, the hummingbird moth...

Amen.  

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