NIGHT PRAYER: Friday 8/6

I spent part of the afternoon at the beach - didn't have my laptop

with me but this was my prayer, as well as I can recall it...

Do you hear what I hear, Lord?

Over there, in that stand of pines, 

do you hear in the call of that chirping bird:

a chanted prayer? a litany of pleas for food?

for the welfare of her chicks?

a mantra of praise for you, her Maker?

 

A small plane buzzes by overhead,

muting the songbird's prayer and I wonder, Lord,

do you hear what I hear?

 

Do you hear, in the steady hum of engines,

your people's desire to fly, to ascend,

to be set free of gravity's pull 

and, all on our own, like Peter Pan, 

to rise, free of all that weighs upon us,

all that holds us down when we were made

to rise and be with you, 

forever?

Do you hear what I hear, Lord?

Do you hear the soft slip-slap of flip-flops 

padding their way to the snack stand?

Do you hear us changing gears, slowing down,

wearing shoes that will not let us run

but rather slow our pace, 

our steps, at last, apace with yours

walking by our side, all in your good time?

Do you hear what I hear, Lord?

Do you hear your Spirit's rush

in the gentle onshore breezes

brushing against my warm, bare skin

and moving in my soul? 

Do you hear your Spirit's whisper

calling me to the water's edge 

to dip my toes in the cool waves

that I might know from head to toe

that you are by my side?

 

Do you hear what I hear, Lord?

 

Yes, and more than that,

you hear my thoughts, my heart, 

my soul, my prayer,

indeed, Lord,

you hear me...

 

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.

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All Things Bright and Beautiful by John Rutter

 

 

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