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 Holy Spirit
giving life to all life, moving all creatures, root of all things, washing them clean, wiping out their mistakes, healing their wounds, you are our true life, luminous, wonderful, awakening the heart from its sleep. Hildegard of Bingen
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 Lead, kindly light, amidst the encircling gloom.
Lead thou me on. The night is dark and I am far from home. Lead thou me on. Keep thou my feet. I do not ask to see the distant scene. One step enough for me. John Henry Newman  A fish cannot drown in water
By Mechthild of Magdeburg (1207 - 1297) English version by Jane Hirshfield A fish cannot drown in water, A bird does not fall in air. In the fire of creation, God doesn't vanish: The fire brightens. Each creature God made must live in its own true nature; How could I resist my nature, That lives for oneness with God? From ivan@poetry-chaikhana.com  May you be for us a moon of joy and happiness.
Let the young become strong and the grown man maintain his strength, the pregnant woman be delivered and the woman who has given birth suckle her child. Let the stranger come to the end of his journey and those who remain at home dwell safely in their houses. Let the flocks that go to feed in the pastures return happily. May you be a moon of harvest and of calves. May you be a moon of restoration and of good health. Ethiopian Prayer  Father,
I abandon myself into your hands; do with me what you will. Whatever you may do, I thank you: I am ready for all, I accept all. Let only your will be done in me and in all your creatures-- I wish no more than this, O Lord. Into your hands I commend my soul: I offer it to you with all the love of my heart, for I love you, Lord, and so need to give myself, to surrender myself into your hands without reserve, and with boundless confidence, for you are my Father. Charles de Foucauld  Eternal God,
in the evening of this year I release the year to you. Not a day, not a breath, have I been without you, and I thank you. All that I have done is done; what I have not done I have not done. All of my sins and errors you have forgiven, and I release them. All of my triumphs are your doing, and I release them. The year is gathered into your harvest, to winnow and to save. My life is gathered into your grace. By your spirit in me may I learn from my mistakes, grow from my wounds, and deepen in gratitude for my gifts. And now I turn to a new year, grateful for your presence and your grace, seeking only to live in harmony with your delight, and open to your blessing and your leading. Whether my journey onward be long or short, it shall be in you, and I rejoice. Amen. Steve Garnaas-Holmes www.unfoldinglight.  Listen, O beloved!
I am the reality of the world, the center of the circle. I am the parts and the whole. I am the will holding Heaven and Earth in place. And I have given you sight, only so you may see me. Ibn At Arabi  Christ has no other hands but your hands
to do his work today; no otherlips but your lips to proclaim the good news; no other love but your love to give to the rejected, the lonely, the persecuted, the marginalized. Celtic Daily Prayer  A Prayer for Leadership
Give us, O God, leaders whose hearts are large enough to match the breadth of our own souls and give us souls strong enough to follow leaders of vision and wisdom. In seeking a leader, let us seek more than development for ourselves-- though development we hope for, more than security for our own land-- though security we need, more than satisfaction for our wants-- though many things we desire. Give us the hearts to choose the leader who will work with other leaders to bring safety to the whole world…. By Joan Chittister  by George Herbert
LOVE bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back, Guiltie of dust and sinne. But quick-ey'd Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lack'd any thing. A guest, I answer'd, worthy to be here: Love said, you shall be he. I the unkinde, ungratefull? Ah my deare, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I? Truth Lord, but I have marr'd them: let my shame Go where it doth deserve. And know you not, sayes Love, who bore the blame? My deare, then I will serve. You must sit down, sayes Love, and taste my meat: So I did sit and eat. |
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