5/4/26
NIGHT PRAYER: Monday 5/4
Monday Morning Offering: 5/4
with all its twists and turns;
to other vehicles and highway signs;
not sure if I've been aware
I've made my way to where I am
from somewhere way back there
and all without landing in a ditch
or sorting through roaming thoughts...
toying with ideas passing through my mind...
or just quietly moving down the highway
in the silent chapel of my car...
you ride along beside me,
protecting me along the way
- through peril I miss -
to where I'm going,
to where you call and want me to be...
when I'm nodding off,
for when you've grabbed the wheel
Amen.
5/3/26
NIGHT PRAYER: Sunday 5/3
for God's coming kingdom shall be theirs.
Blessed are the sorrowing, for they shall be consoled,
and the meek shall come to rule the world.
Lead me, Lord, lead me, Lord, by the light of truth
to seek and to find the narrow way.
Be my way; be my truth; be my life, my Lord,
and lead me, Lord, today.
Blessed are the merciful, for mercy shall be theirs,
and the pure in heart shall see their God.
Blest are they whose hunger only holiness can fill,
for I say they shall be satisfied.
Blest are they who through their lifetimes sow the seeds of peace;
all will call them children of the Lord.
Blest are you, though persecuted in your holy life
for in heaven, great is your reward.
Let's pray...
That's the way I need to go, Lord,
and I do need you to lead me
to seek and to find the narrow way...
I'm so easily led down wider paths,
roads with broad, undefined shoulders:
lots of room for weaving back and forth
and waffling on decisions, choices
and changes to be made...
The wider path is looser, less constricting,
leaving me free to follow the latest fad,
the crowd's lead or whatever whim or fancy
might currently be mine...
Multiple lanes on the road offer me
more room than I need,
more sway than is wise,
more chances for losing my way...
It's the narrow way, your way, Lord
that helps me focus on my goals,
keeps me straight on the way that's mine,
protects me from making wrong turns
and leads me, always, closer to you,
to your word, your grace and your love...
So lead me, Lord, by the light of truth,
lead me to seek and to find the narrow way.
Be my way; be my truth; be my life;
Homily: Am I on the right path?
“I'm leaving you. I'm gonna go away for a while
- so I can prepare a place for you -
a place where we can all be together.
And don't worry, you know how to get there.”
Thomas, the doubter, says,
“Lord, we have no idea where you're going.
How could we possibly know how to get there?
Jesus says,
“Thomas, I *AM* the way.”
And then Thomas says…
Oh, wait! Thomas doesn't say anything!
Thomas keeps his mouth shut - possibly because Thomas thinks Jesus hasn't really answered his question. And he's hesitant to push it, to ask again.
Thomas was looking for directions, maybe even a map. But Jesus' response seems to beg the question. Maybe it's a riddle.
“Show me the way. Oh, I am the way!”
Well, the more important question for you and me this morning is this: Do you and I know the way? The way to the place Jesus has prepared for us in his father's house. Can you and I puzzle out the riddle - and how Jesus could be “the way?”
I'm not exaggerating here when I tell you that the directions to the place where Jesus has made something ready for us in heaven are the most critically important directions you and I could possibly ever receive, or understand, and follow.
The only way we can solve the riddle, the only way we can understand how Jesus IS the way, is to know who Jesus IS. Or better yet, and more simply: To. Know. Jesus.
To know Jesus is to find the map that leads to the place waiting for us in the Father's house. And we will know that Jesus is our way IF the road we're on is filled - as was his - with ups and downs, twists and turns, joys and sorrows, potholes and detours.
We'll know that Jesus is our way IF the road we're on, like his, is a path with its share of hardship, suffering, and sacrifice.
We'll know that we're on the way of Jesus, IF it seems like, if it feels like the way of the Cross. Because that is the way of Jesus.
We'll know that Jesus is our way IF, like Jesus, we're not always sure where the road is heading. If, like Jesus, we need to, from time to time, pull over to the side: to rest, to reflect, to pray, to ask for the Father, “Where are you taking me? Where am I going?”
We'll know that Jesus is our way IF, like Jesus, we keep meeting
- poor people who need our help,
- hungry people, who cry for a place at our table,
- sick people who need our company and our care,
- sidelined people who need to be included,
- difficult people who need our understanding,
- strangers who need to be welcomed,
- annoying people who need our patience,
- persecuted people who need our defense,
- and hurtful people who need our forgiveness.
But - and this is a big but…
BUT,
if the road I'm on works to keep me
from just those people,
if the path I'm traveling protects me
from even meeting such people,
then there's a good chance
that I've gone the wrong way,
that I've taken a shortcut or a wrong turn,
that I’m traveling in the wrong direction,
that I’m lost…
A good chance that I'm not heading home
to the Father's house.
A good chance at Jesus isn't the truth in my life.
A good chance that Jesus isn't my way.
That's why it's so important for us
to gather here every Sunday,
to hear the truth of Jesus in the scriptures
and the directions he offers us
for keeping on the right path.
We gather here to celebrate his life in the Eucharist,
to be nourished by his life in communion,
(as Becket will be the first time this morning)
to be nourished by his life in Communion
so that we can be strengthened to reach out
to those people we meet along the way Jesus IS.
We gather together to check the compass in our souls,
to ensure we're walking in the footsteps of Jesus,
following Jesus, who is our way, home to the Father,
to the place the Lord has readied for us in the kingdom.
So, the riddle is solved.
We DO know where Jesus was heading when he told his friends at the Last Supper that he was leaving them for a while.
We know that he has returned - he rose from the dead - and he wants to take us home with him, to where he is, with his Father.
And we know the way that leads there.
We know that Jesus, himself,
Jesus, is the way.
Pause for Prayer: SUNDAY 5/3
Amen.
5/2/26
NIGHT PRAYER: Saturday 3/2

Something in the setting sun
turns my heart to musing on times past,
returning to remember, lest I forget,
times of sorrow, times of joy...
Something at the end of day
finds me rummaging through memories,
sorting out the best ones,
like sifting through an attic's treasures...
Something now this evening, Lord,
stirs my grateful heart with souvenirs
of long-ago-but-not-forgotten joy,
of peace embedded deep within my soul...
Something at this eventide
comforts and consoles, reminding me,
in good times and in bad,
you've always been my best, beloved friend...
Something here at twilight, Lord,
renews my faith and hope in you,
and kindles in my heart of hearts
the fire of your love...
Something in the setting sun
now turns my heart to you, Lord,
with soulful, happy memories, dreams
to keep me safe in sleep tonight...
Amen.
The night is coming on.
Within my heart a welcome guest,
Within my home abide.
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me;
Behold, 'tis eventide.
Abide with me; 'tis eventide.
Thy walk today with me
Has made my heart within me burn,
As I communed with thee.
Thy earnest words have filled my soul
And kept me near thy side.
Abide with me; 'tis eventide,
And lone will be the night
If I cannot commune with thee
Nor find in thee my light.
The darkness of the world, I fear,
Would in my home abide.


