2/8/26

NIGHT PRAYER: Sunday 2/8


On Sundays, Night Prayer takes its lead from some element from the day's liturgy. Tonight we turn to these verses from today's first reading from the Book of the  Prophet Isaiah.  Speaking to Israel, the people who walked in darkness, the Lord promises LIGHT...  These verses are ancient - and at the same, painfully contemporary.  For tonight's prayer, I invite you to ponder these words from Isaiah and then to pray with the song, "Light Is Kindled in the Darkness."
 
Thus says the Lord:
    Share your bread with the hungry,
        shelter the oppressed and the homeless;
    clothe the naked when you see them,
        and do not turn your back on your own.
Then your light shall break forth like the dawn,
    and your wound shall quickly be healed…

If you remove from your midst
    oppression, false accusation and malicious speech;
if you bestow your bread on the hungry
    and satisfy the afflicted;
then light shall rise for you in the darkness,
    and the gloom shall become for you like midday….

Isaiah 58:7-10

 
Light Is Kindled In The Darkness
 
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Light is kindled in the darkness 
when our hope seems most absurd, 
beacons through a shrouded future, 
pledges of Christ's steadfast word 
 
Gifts of goodness yet unfold us 
all around beneath above 
signs of beauty still persisting 
symbols of God's constant love 
 
Though the wrong appears victorious, 
violence, prejudice and pride, 
hope still rises from the wreckage 
joy and grief stand side by side 
 
We will feel both pain and promise
terror’s sting and love’s new birth 
as we walk in light and shadow 
on God's blessed and bleeding earth 
 
Raise your candle in the darkness
though the wick of faith burns low 
feed the fire with grace and justice 
and in wonder watch it grow 
 
As we gather flames together
till they shine with warmth and light 
God dispels the night of hatred 
and the blaze of love burns bright

 

  

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2/7/26

Pause for Prayer: SUNDAY 2/8

 
So many things keep me from prayer, Lord, 
so many things, large and small,
    pull me in a dozen different directions
and slowly, surely, my time for prayer
    slips to the bottom of my list of things to do
and then I'm too tired or I forget,
    or I'm too worried or afraid,
        too distracted, out of sorts,
    to find a quiet place, a quiet time
        to find the peace I long for...

I have the time - or I can make the time...

I have a place - or I can find a place...

And as you know well, Lord:
I really need the peace...
 
Who doesn't need your peace, Lord?
Who doesn't hunger for your peace? 
Who doesn't want a break, a breather, 
some respite from the worries and the fear
that every day can bring?
 
So many things keep me from prayer, Lord,
    and what keeps me from prayer 
        keeps me from you
    and what keeps me from you, 
        keeps me from hope
    and what keeps me from hope, 
        keeps me from  peace...
 
Help me to turn to you in prayer today, Lord:
    help me make the time to be with you,
    help me find a restful quiet place 
        to stop, to sit, to breathe,
    to close my eyes and find you
        at my side and in my heart...

Slow me down, I pray, Lord,
    and in your quiet presence,

        with your grace and in your peace,
    draw me close to you in prayer 
        before the end of day...

Amen. 

  

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NIGHT PRAYER: Saturday 2/7


It snowed again today... and with the snow came that singular wintry silence that 
is filled with beauty, presence and healing...
 
In these wintry, February days, Lord:
I pray for quiet time,
far from the clatter and the clamor...

I pray for wisdom's counsel
to untangle my confusion...

I pray for consolation
to calm my troubled spirits...
I pray for time to finish 
some things I need to do... 
I pray my heart will open wide
to serve the poor in need...

I pray for peaceful dreams
to help me make it through the night...

I pray my thoughts be docile and
attentive to your word...

I pray for grace to figure out
what's right from what is wrong...

I pray for friends who love me
when I fail to love myself...

I pray for you to hold my heart
in warm and gentle hands...

I pray for trust and hope
to help me face what lies ahead...

I pray for love to spare and share
with those who are alone...
 
I pray to pardon freely
those who've treated me unfairly...

I pray to know your love for me
when mine for you is wanting...

In these chilled and frosted nights and days 
I trust you're by my side...

          And I pray you hear my prayer, Lord,
          in the silence of the snow...

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. 
 
Hear My Prayer by Moses Hogan
 
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O Lord, please hear my prayer; 
In the morning when I rise.  
It's your servant bound for glory. 
O dear Lord, please hear my prayer.  
 
O Lord, please hear my prayer. 
Keep me safe within your arms.  
It's your servant bound for glory.
O dear Lord, please hear my prayer.  
 
When my work on earth is done, 
And you come to take me home.  
Just to know I'm bound for glory; 
And to hear You say, "Well done!"  
 
Done with sin and sorrow. 
Have mercy. Mercy.
 
Amen.
 

  

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2/5/26

Takin' a break!


 

All's well - just taking a day off!
 
See you at Night Prayer on Saturday, February 7. 

 

  

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NIGHT PRAYER: Thursday 2/5

 
Sometimes, Lord:
    it's the small and simple things bring me peace...
 
It wasn't warm today 
but it was milder and warmer than it has been
and so I drove to Waltham 
- with my window open a few inches -
and in the rushing air I enjoyed,
what I took to be,
a promise of spring...
 
And it was warm enough 
for me to spend an hour cleaning out my car, 
sorting through the odd debris 
that piles up in winter
beside me on the passenger seat
and in the back seat
    - and in the trunk!
Three kitchen size trash bags
I dumped in the dumpster 
and in letting go I felt the promise 
of the cleaning springtime does
in my heart and in my soul...
 
And to top it all off - sunset came at 5:05!
I've been, recently, vaguely aware 
that the days are growing longer
    (thank you!) 
and now the sun's still with us
even after 5, glowing with the promise
of the light and life 
the spring will surely bring...
 
And after sunset I went out again
to Concord - and the first night
of a friend's showing of his paintings:
oh, the light he finds and brushes 
from his palette to the canvass
'til a snow scene glistens,
silver, white and blue
and sunlight spills 
through someone's kitchen windows,
warm with hope and promise
of a season yet to come... 
 
And all this, Lord - in February!
 
But as I said...
sometimes, Lord,
  it's the small and simple things bring me peace... 
 
And peace I found today
    although there's still the cold and darkness,
    still danger's threat and harm,  
    still violence and death in our cities' icy streets
    crying out for light and warmth,
    for an end to the hostility tearing us apart    
    and holding springtime hostage  
    'til we find the peace you are...
 
Yes I found peace, today, because sometimes
     it's the small and simple things that bring me peace...
     
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. 
 
Small Things by Bella Taylor Smith 
  
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Tell me what I look like through your eyes 
Tell me did I ever cross your mind 
Wonder if I have to wonder why 
There’s so many things that you could say 
Why can’t you just come and set things straight 
Tell me did you look the other way 
 
They say it’s in the small things 
That I can see your love
And I got all these big things 
And they’re messing me up 
And maybe it’s perspective 
And that could change my mind 
And one day all these small things 
They will add up over time 
Cos that happens all the time 
 
Did you mean to teach me something new 
Or show me how to love the way you do 
Everyone keeps telling me  
  you only want the best for me 
But that’s just something new to me that I believe 
 
They say it’s in the small things 
That I can see your love
And I got all these big things 
And they’re messing me up 
And maybe it’s perspective 
And that could change my mind 
And start seeing the small things 
They will add up over time 
Cos that happens all the time 
 
Once in a while when my heart stops beating 
I hear you say “if you just keep breathing 
You’ll be alright promise I’m not leaving” 
Now I believe it 
 
They say it’s in the small things 
That I can see your love
And I got all these big things 
And they still mess me up 
And I know it’s perspective 
And that has changed my mind 
Now I can see the small things 
How they will add up over time 
It just takes a little time 
One step and you'll be fine...

  

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This year's Lenten Pocket Cross

 

This is the 15th year for my Lenten Pocket Crosses and the first time I asked my readers to suggest an inscription for the Cross.  I was surprised, thrilled and grateful to receive 55 suggestions!  All were great... some were too long... and there were a number of repeats.  The first suggestion that came in was Love Your Neighbor and I immediately thought: that's perfect!  But as I read other suggestions I began see several themes repeating so I worked to bring them together and the result is the Cross you see above.

Thank you, one and all, for your responses! 

Ash Wednesday is February 18!

If you would like to receive pocket Cross, please send me a self-addressed, STAMPED envelope. I would suggest putting 3 firstclass stamps on the return envelope to ensure that Cross I send you doesn't end up returned to me for insufficient postage.
 
If you're requesting more than one Cross, please provide an individual return envelope for each one - so that postage doesn't become an issue. 
 
Please send your stamped, self-addressed envelopes to:
Fr. Austin Fleming
124 Cochituate Road
Wayland, MA 01778
 
There is NO CHARGE for these Crosses!  Please do NOT send any cash or checks! If you're moved to be generous - consider making a donation to your favorite charity - or mine: Health Equity International - but please do NOT send ANY cash or checks.  Please don't make me  the middle-man for any charities! 
 
The sooner you send your request, the better chance I have of getting your Cross to you by Ash Wednesday!


  

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2/4/26

Pause for Prayer: THURSDAY 2/5


For friends who offer good advice
exactly when I need it,
   thank you, Lord...

For folks who understand
without a lot of explanation,
   thank you, Lord...

For those who give the room I need
but never leave my side,
   thank you, Lord...

For those who never fail to be
the friends they truly are,
   thank you, Lord...

For a quiet place and time to pray
whatever most needs praying,
   thank you, Lord...

For You who wait for me
however late I am in coming,
   thank you, Lord...

For You who hear my every prayer
and take it to your heart,
   thank you, Lord...

For You who are my hope and strength,
the deepest peace I know,
    thank you, Lord...

For all good gifts that come my way,
for blessings great and small,
   I thank you, Lord, and praise you...

Amen. 

  

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NIGHT PRAYER: Wednesday 2/4


Sometimes, Lord, I see everything so clearly:
    I understand things,
    I see where I've been and where I'm going
        - everything fits and it all makes sense!

And then there are the other times...

Times when everything's fogged in
    and I'm lost in the dark,
reaching, feeling my way forward,
    my steps unsure on an unknown path...

And sometimes, Lord, 
    only a few hours separate
the clear skies in my soul
    from the fog bank in my heart...
 
So, help me weather 
    the cloudy mornings and stormy nights 
to make my way, day by day,
    by your grace, Lord,
through this partly cloudy, mostly sunny life
    I call my own...
 
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. 
 

The Storm is Passing Over by Charles Tindley 

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Take courage my soul and let us journey on
for the night is dark and I'm still far from home
Thanks be to God - the morning light appears.
 
The storm is passing over
the storm is passing over
the storm is passing over
Hallelu!


  

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Deportation statistics: a comparison


Here's a quick video look at monthly deportation statistics comparing the Biden and Trump administrations. 


  

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Pause for Prayer: WEDNESDAY 2/4

 

  

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