7.18.15 Be Still
Psalm 46:10
SATURDAY
MORNING CLOSING PRAYER
In
the busyness of this day
Grant
me a stillness of seeing, O God.
In
the conflicting voices of my heart
Grant
me a calmness of hearing.
Let
my seeing and hearing, my words and my actions
Be
rooted in a silent certainty of your presence.
Let
my passions for life
And
the longings for justice that stir within me
Be
grounded in the experience of your stillness.
Let
my life be rooted in the ground of your peace, O God,
Let
me be rooted in the depths of your peace. (JPN)
I am off this morning for
a two day retreat with a group of Presbyterian women. We gather at the Ascension Episcopal Camp in
Cove, Oregon. There will be around 30 of
us, 6 from our church, including my mother-in-law Doris. The theme is “Hope is Better Than Chocolate” and I have to admit the word chocolate is
what attracted me to the retreat! But we
shall look at hope, hope amidst darkness, hope in the middle of the light. It will be a good opportunity to Be still and to be aware of God’s presence, to be rooted in the depths of peace. I hope to grab a few moments to be by myself
for reflection, to take a solitary walk, to find some roots in the busyness of
the summer and our comings and goings. Perhaps a few moments of peace.
7.19.15 Clothed in Light
Psalm
104:2 MSG
God, my God, how
great you are!
beautifully, gloriously robed,
Dressed up in sunshine…
beautifully, gloriously robed,
Dressed up in sunshine…
May the light of God
Illumine the heart of my soul.
May the flame of Christ
Kindle me to love,
May the fire of the Spirit
Free me to live
This day, tonight, and forever. (JPN)
I have been waiting to use this scripture for another ‘light’ day in the
prayerbook! I loved the idea of God
clothed in the light of the sunrise and sunset, the rays of sun streaming down
between cracks in the clouds. But I also
love the image of each one of us also garbed in God’s light, allowing that
light to radiate from us. Light, flames, and fire that free us to love.
7.20.15 Mending Waters
John 7:38 MSG
“If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. Rivers of
living water will brim and spill out of the depths of anyone who believes in me…”
MONDAY MORNING CLOSING PRAYER
In the beginning, O God,
Your Spirit swept over the chaotic deep
like a wild wind
And Creation was born.
In the turbulence of my own life
Let there be new birthing of your
Spirit.
In the currents of my own heart
And the upheavals of the world today
Let
there be new birthing of your mighty Spirit. JPN
At the retreat I attended over the weekend, we discussed
hope, repair, and how to stitch together the pieces of our life in the face of ‘upheaval’. Thus when I read this morning’s prayer about
turbulence and unsettled waters, my mind instantly went to our
conversations. I can visualize the
rebirthings of our hearts as the mending of our Spirits, the ‘wild wind of the
Spirit’ the needle that stitches our lives back together. And through that mending comes the Hope of
our faith in our Creator God.
7.21.15 Abundance
John 10:10
VOICE
I came to give life with
joy and abundance.
TUESDAY MORNING CLOSING PRAYER
I have tasted the fruit of the earth, O God.
I have seen autumn trees hang heavily with heaven’s
gifts.
I have known people pregnant with your spirit of
generosity.
Let these be guides to me this day….
May I know that deeper than any fallowness in me
Is the seed planted in the womb of my soul.
May I know that greater than any barrenness in the
world
Is the harvest to be justly shared. (JPN)
Prayers prayed, but not embedded. This mandala was created at the retreat as I remember the profusion of wildflowers during last week's hikes. |
7.22.15 HEALING
John 15:12 MSG
This is my command: Love one another the way I loved you.
WEDNESDAY MORNING CLOSING PRAYER:
O Sun behind all suns
O Soul within all souls
Grant me the grace of the dawn’s glory
Grant me the strength of the sun’s rays
That I maybe well in my own soul
And part of the world’s healing this day.
That I may be well in my own soul
And part of the world’s healing this
day.
What does it mean to be ‘part
of the world’s healing’? There is so
much asunder, so many adrift, so much conflict and destruction. This was somewhat the theme of our retreat
last weekend. What can we do when things
unravel? We can pick up our needle of
hope and begin to take a stitch to mend life.
It may only be a small, tiny stitch in one patch of fabric, but it is a
start and it may be OUR part. We can’t
mend everything, but we can be a part of healing in our small corner of the
globe. One stitch at a time. One patch at a time.
I am going to take
one of my drawings from the retreat and put my prayers into the fabric. May God’s healing descend upon those who are
in need, spiritually, emotionally, physically.
May God reveal to me ways in which I can be a part – perhaps ways beyond
my prayers.
7.23.15 Bread of Life
John 6:35 MSG
Jesus said, ‘I am the
bread of life.’
THURSDAY MORNING CLOSING PRAYER
The vitality of God be mine this day
The vitality of the God of life.
The passion of Christ be mine this day
The passion of the Christ of love.
The wakefulness of the Spirit be mine
this day
The wakefulness of the Spirit of justice.
The vitality and passion and wakefulness
of God be mine
That I may be fully alive this day
The vitality and passion and wakefulness
of God
This is my Cinnamon Roll prayers from earlier in the month. Too busy baking and visiting to draw today! |
That I might be fully alive.
Jesus said, ‘I am the
bread of life’. I went on a baking binge
today. Jed and Luke arrived late last
night and I wanted cinnamon rolls for my boys, then I thought, maybe some for
Todd and Amy if they help Jed unload. I
had better have a pan for Jed to take to my sister and brother and
company. I needed to make communion
bread for Sunday. I bought three giant
zucchini at the Farmer’s Market Wednesday night and needed to process the
bounty, plus use up some of the frozen zuke in the freezer. I baked.
Lots. It was not an overly warm
day, thank God! Two batches of cin
rolls, 3 batches of zuke bread, 2 of zuke chocolate bundt cake, 1 of molasses
bread, 1 of zuke-cranberry muffins. For me to have bread to share is
vitality.
7.24.15 Grace
and New Beginnings
John 16:13
MSG
When the Friend comes, the Spirit of the Truth, he will take
you by the hand and guide you into all the truth there is.
FRIDAY MORNING CLOSING PRAYER:
Glory be to you, O God, for the gift of life
Unfolding through those who have gone before me.
Glory be to you, O God,
For your life planted within my soul
And in every soul coming into the world.
Glory be to you, O God,
For the grace of new beginnings
Placed before me in every moment and encounter of
life.
Glory, glory, glory
For the grace of new beginnings in every moment of
life.
Jed is embarking on new beginnings. He left just 30 minutes ago to travel with
Luke the last leg of his move back to Oregon from New Mexico. He spent a day relaxing, visiting, and eating
cinnamon rolls – a nice diversion from the past month of tying up loose ends
and packing. He is excited and ready for
the glory of grace in new starts. I pray
the wisdom of the Spirit will go with him in his adventure. I pray he seeks that guidance.
My
brother is also embarking on new beginnings…of a different nature. He seeks the glory of grace in forgiveness
and the wisdom of the Spirit to guide him in sobriety. I pray the Spirit will take him by the hand
and guide him every moment and every day.
I cherish a God who gives us the grace of forgiveness, in all our
weaknesses, and says no moment, no age, is ever too late.
New
starts, new opportunities, new beginnings – all through the grace and glory of
God.
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