12/4/25

Pause for Prayer: FRIDAY 12/5

They watch for Christ
    who are sensitive, eager, 
        apprehensive in mind;
who are awake, alive, quick-sighted, 
    zealous in honoring him;
who look for him in all that happens 
    and who would not be surprised,
who would not be over-agitated or overwhelmed,
    if they found that he was coming at once...

This then is to watch:
    to be detached from what is present
        and to live in what is unseen;
to live in the thought of Christ as he came once,
    and as he will come again;
to desire his second coming,
    from our affectionate and grateful remembrance 
        of his first.

-  St. John Henry Newman

Lord,
    rescue me from boredom, tedium and inertia,
        from anxiety, sorrow and fear...
 
Lord,
    relieve me of distraction, doubt and confusion,
        of disappointment, regret and indifference...
 
Lord, wake me, rouse and hearten me
    to wait, to watch, to look for you,
to anticipate your coming 
    and expect your arrival...
 
You've come into the world already, Lord,
    and into my life you'll come again 
and again and again and again,
    today, tonight and tomorrow...
 
And then next week, next month, next year
    and again at the last when the waiting's done,
when the watch is over and you call me home
    to the peace that waits for those who watch...

Amen.


  

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NIGHT PRAYER: Thursday 12/4


One of my favorite prayers was an alternate text found in the former Sacramentary. Alas, those alternate prayers are not to be found in the Missal we now use at Mass.  But there's no reason that we shouldn't benefit from these beautiful words tonight, here in our virtual chapel...
Father in heaven,
    our hearts desire 
        the warmth of your love
    and our minds are searching
        for the light of your Word...
 
Increase our longing for Christ our Savior
    and give us the strength to grow in love,
that the dawn of his coming 
    may find us rejoicing in his presence
        and welcoming the light of his truth...
Stir up in my heart, O Lord,
    a desire for the warmth 
        only your love can bring...
 
Inspire me, Lord,
    to find in your Word
        the gift of your truth and wisdom...
 
May tomorrow find me
    searching for you 
        in the dawn of your gracious light...       

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. 
 
Tonight's music is not a hymn - it's from the soundtrack of the film, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. It's a song about transformation and about being willing to be transformed - so it's a good song for Advent...
 
The Dawn is Coming by Jose Gonzalez 
 
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There's a rhythm and rush these daysWhere the lights don't move 
    and the colors don't fadeLeaves you empty with nothing but dreamsIn a world gone shallowIn a world gone lean
 
Sometimes there's things a man cannot knowThe gears won't turn and the leaves won't growThere's no place to run and no gasolineEngine won't turn and the train won't leaveEngines won't turn and the train won't leave
 
I will stay with you tonightHold you close 'til the morning lightIn the morning watch a new day riseWe'll do whatever just to stay aliveWe'll do whatever just to stay alive
 
Well the way I feel is the way I writeIt isn't like the thoughts of the man who liesThere is a truth and it's on our sideDawn is comingOpen your eyesLook into the sun as the new days rise
 
And I will wait for you tonightYou're here forever and you're by my sideI've been waiting all my lifeTo feel your heart as it's keeping timeWe'll do whatever just to stay alive
 
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Dawn is coming    Open your eyesDawn is coming    Open your eyesDawn is coming    Open your eyesDawn is coming    Open your eyes
 
Look into the sun as the new days rise
 There's a rhythm and rush these daysWhere the lights don't move 
    and the colors don't fadeLeaves you empty with nothing but dreamsIn a world gone shallowIn a world gone leanBut there is a truth and it's on our sideDawn is coming Open your eyesLook into the sun as the new days rise
 

  

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12/3/25

Pause for Prayer: THURSDAY 12/3

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Reflective background music for today's Pause for Prayer...
 
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
    by The Piano Guys
 
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I wait for you, Lord
   - and I have waited for so long
      and in so many ways…

I wait to find you, to know you,
   to believe in you...

I wait for you to show yourself,
   to show me your face
      and let the light of your countenance 
        shine upon me...   

I wait for you to speak to me,
   to speak a word I understand:
      a word my heart can grasp,
      a word my heart can hold,
      a word my heart can keep,
      a word that brings me peace...

I wait to find the truth that sets me free,
   free from all that holds me fast
      in my confusion, fear and doubt…
 
I wait for you to hear my prayer 
   - and answer me...

I wait for your Spirit to move me,
   to nudge me and shake me awake;
I wait for your Spirit to stir within,
   to let me know that you're with me
      and I'm with you...

I wait to hear a word from you 
   of where to turn, what path to take,
      what choices I should make,
        what decisions I should take...

I wait for you to calm my fears,
   to soothe my anxious, lonely heart,
      to bring comfort for my troubled soul,
        to console me in my grief...

I wait for you to help me find 
   even just a little peace of mind…
 
I wait to find your presence in my daily rounds:
   in the ordinary people, times and places
        of my ordinary life each day,
    to meet you where I least expect
      but where I really need to find you...

I wait to know your mercy
   forgiving my sins, 
   cleansing of my soul,
   and refreshing my spirit...

I wait because I trust,
    I trust you'll never fail to help me start again:
        my slate wiped clean, 
        my sins absolved,
        my heart mended, healed and pardoned...

I wait for you, Lord,
   even when I'm not even sure why I still wait -
      but even then I wait some more -
for it's in the waiting that I begin 
    to see you in the dark 
        and hear you whisper in the silence...

In the waiting I begin to know 
   your presence and your face
and to feel your gentle touch
    in the care of those around me
whose hearts and hands are yours, Lord,
   whose voice and word are yours...
      
In the quiet of my Advent prayer
   I wait for you 
and I trust, I know, Lord
   that you’re waiting there for me…

Amen.
 

  

  

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NIGHT PRAYER: Wednesday 12/3


I first posted this prayer sixteen years ago - and have a number of times since then.  I find it an especially apt text for Advent...  It's taken from: A New Zealand Prayer BookI suggest you pray the text very slowly - three, four, five or more times - with Ravel's peace-filled Pavane as the musical setting for your prayer... These are words to take your time with...
 
Pavane by Maurice Ravel
    performed by Orchestre National de France
 
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It is night...

The night is for stillness...     
 
Let us be still 
    in the presence of God...

It is night after a long day...
 
What has been done 
    has been done;
what has not been done 
    has not been done: 
        let it be...
 
The night is dark... 
 
Let our fears of the darkness,
     of the world
     and of our own lives
         rest easy in you...
 
The night is quiet...
 
Let the quietness of your peace 
    enfold us, 
    all dear to us, 
    and all who have no peace...

The night heralds the dawn... 
 
Let us look expectantly to a new day,
    new joys,
    new possibilities...
 
In your name, O God, we pray... 

Protect us, Lord, while we're awake
    and watch over us as we sleep
that awake, we might keep watch with you
    and asleep, await the new day's dawn...

Amen. 

  

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Pause for Prayer: WEDNESDAY 12/3



 

 

  

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12/2/25

NIGHT PRAYER: Tuesday 12/2


On of my favorite pieces of music is the simple Advent hymn: O Come, Emmanuel.  Peter Hollens' arrangement of this classic lays bare its urgent, plaintive cry... As you listen to the music, reflect on how these words might be your own cry, your own prayer, in Advent 2025...  Advent is a time for each of us to cry out our longing for peace, for healing, for mercy, for God... 

It might be helpful to listen to the song before the prayer - and then again after the prayer...

O Come, Emmanuel by Peter Hollens 
 
On this recording,  all the music is provided by the human voice - and that voice is Peter Hollens' alone...

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O come, O come, EmmanuelAnd ransom captive Israel
 
O come, O come, EmmanuelAnd ransom captive IsraelThat mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appear
 
Rejoice! Rejoice!Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O IsraelShall come to thee, O Israel 
 
O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheerOur spirits by Thine advent hereDisperse the gloomy clouds of nightAnd death's dark shadow put to flight
 
Rejoice, Rejoice... 
 
O come, O come, Thou Lord of mightWho to Thy tribes, on Sinai's heightIn ancient times did give the lawIn cloud, and majesty, and awe

Rejoice,  Rejoice...
Help me see what holds me captive, Lord,
    and come with grace to set me free...

My lonely heart's in exile, Lord,
    come rescue me and bring me home...

Come, touch and heal my grief, O Lord:
    anoint me with your Spirit and with joy...

See the burdens that weigh heavy on my heart:
    help me carry them with dignity and grace...
 
Scatter far what clouds my vision, trust and hope:
   pierce my shadows in my darkness with your light...

In my weakness, Lord, I stumble, trip and fall:
   with your strong and gentle arm, come lift me up...

Help me trust you are Emmanuel, God-with-me
    come with mercy and with peace...
 
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
    and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch for you
    and asleep, rest in your peace...
 
Amen.

O Come, Emmanuel by Peter Hollens

 

O come, O come, EmmanuelAnd ransom captive Israel
 
O come, O come, EmmanuelAnd ransom captive IsraelThat mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appear
 
Rejoice! Rejoice!Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O IsraelShall come to thee, O Israel 
 
O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheerOur spirits by Thine advent hereDisperse the gloomy clouds of nightAnd death's dark shadow put to flight
 
Rejoice, Rejoice... 
 
O come, O come, Thou Lord of mightWho to Thy tribes, on Sinai's heightIn ancient times did give the lawIn cloud, and majesty, and awe

Rejoice,  Rejoice...

  

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If I owned my own home...

 it would look like this for Advent!

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12/1/25

Pause for Prayer: TUESDAY 12/2

 

 

 

 

 

 

On December 2, 1980, three Maryknoll nuns and one lay missioner were brutally raped and murdered on the side of the road outside the airport in San Salvador. These churchwomen are sometimes called the four roses of December...

NCR's columnist John Dear recounts their story: 
 
I stepped out of my room and reached down for the Durham Morning Herald and blanched at the headline: "Four churchwomen killed in El Salvador." Their bodies had been found in a shallow grave in a barren region some 15 miles from the San Salvador airport. Three were nuns: Sr. Ita Ford of Maryknoll had spent years in Chile; Sr. Maura Clarke also of Maryknoll had spent years in Nicaragua; and Sr. Dorothy Kazel, an Ursuline nun from Cleveland worked in El Salvador. The fourth, a young laywoman, Jean Donovan, had volunteered to go to El Salvador through a church mission program.

Sr. Ita Ford stands, to my mind, as one of the church's giants. She was targeted specifically by U.S.-backed Salvadoran death squads because she stood up to them in defense of the disappeared. "You say you don't want anything to happen to me," she wrote her sister in 1980. "I'd prefer it that way myself -- but I don't see that we have control over the forces of madness, and if you could choose to enter into other people's suffering, or to love others, you at least have to consent in some way to the possible consequences. Actually what I've learned here is that death is not the worst evil. We look death in the face every day. But the cause of the death is evil. That's what we have to wrestle and fight against."

Sr. Maura Clarke spent 17 years in Nicaragua working against the U.S.-backed Somozoa dictatorship, before moving to El Salvador only months before her death. "If we leave the people when they suffer the cross, how credible is our word to them?" she wrote only weeks before her death. "The church's role is to accompany those who suffer the most, and to witness our hope in the resurrection."

Sr. Dorothy Kazel joined the Cleveland Mission Team in El Salvador and was assigned to work in the parish of La Libertad with Jean Donovan. Dorothy was beloved by one and all. She was feisty, lively and sweet.

Jean Donovan grew up in upper-middle-class Westport, Conn., attended the University of Mary Washington in Virginia, spent a life-changing year in Ireland, and tried to become an accountant. Instead, she joined the Cleveland diocese and Maryknoll Lay Mission programs to serve in El Salvador. After several years, she found herself in the center of a war zone. And more often than not, she and the others spent their days picking up murdered bodies left along the road...

That summer, Jean's two closest friends were assassinated after they had taken her to a movie and walked her home. Their deaths devastated her."The Peace Corps left today and my heart sank low," she wrote later that fall. "The danger is extreme and they were right to leave. Now I must assess my own position, because I am not up for suicide. Several times I have decided to leave El Salvador. I almost could, except for the children, the poor, bruised victims of this insanity. Who would care for them? Whose heart could be so staunch as to favor the reasonable thing in a sea of their tears and loneliness? Not mine, dear friend, not mine..."

On the evening of Dec. 2, Jean and Dorothy drove to the airport to meet Ita and Maura, who were returning from Managua. The four women were last seen driving from the airport down the main road. Two days later their bodies were discovered. They had been raped and shot at close range...

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Here I Am, Lord by Dan Schutte,
    sung by John Michael Talbot 




O God,
We remember today four women 
    who braved everything,
    risked everything
    and gave everything 
for their love of the Prince of Peace 
    and his beloved people...

They heard you calling in the night, Lord,
    they heard the cry of the poor
        and they carried your people's pain...

When you call me in these Advent days,
I pray I'll have the faith and trust to answer,
    "Here I am, Lord.
        I'll go where you lead me!"

Show me how, in my own time and place,
    in my own daily circumstances,
I might hear and answer the cry of the poor
    and hold your people in my heart...  

Amen. 

  

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