Picture by Treena Duncan
O Sacred season of Autumn, be my teacher,
for I wish to learn the virtue of contentment.
As I glaze upon your full-colored beauty,
I sense all about you
an at-homeness with your amber riches.
You are the season of retirement,
of full barns and harvested fields.
The cycle of growth has ceased,
and the busy work of giving life
is now completed.
I sense in you no regrets:
you've lived a full life.
I live in a society that is ever-restless,
always eager for more mountains to climb,
seeking happiness through more and more possessions.
As a child of my culture,
I am seldom truly at peace with what I have.
Teach me to take stock of what I have given and received,
may I know that it's enough,
that my striving can cease
in the abundance of God's grace.
May I know the contentment
that allows the totality of my energies
to come to full flower.
May I know that like you I am rich beyond measure.
As you, O Autumn, take pleasure in your great bounty,
let me also take delight
in the abundance of the simple things in life
which are the true source of joy.
With the golden glow of peaceful contentment
may I truly apprecieate this autumn day.
~Written by, Edward Hays
From the book: Earth Prayers from around the World
Edited by Elizabeth Rothers and Elias Amidon
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Friday, September 28, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
Let your God love you
This poem resonates for me in my practice of Centering Prayer!
Bill
Let Your God Love You
Be silent.
Be still.
Alone.
Empty
Before your God.
Say nothing.
Ask nothing.
Be silent.
Be still.
Let your God look upon you.
That is all.
God knows.
God understands.
God loves you
With an enormous love,
And only wants
To look upon you
With that love.
Quiet.
Still.
Be.
Be still.
Alone.
Empty
Before your God.
Say nothing.
Ask nothing.
Be silent.
Be still.
Let your God look upon you.
That is all.
God knows.
God understands.
God loves you
With an enormous love,
And only wants
To look upon you
With that love.
Quiet.
Still.
Be.
Let your God —
Love you.
Love you.
~ Edwina Gateley
Friday, September 14, 2012
Breathe in me, O Holy Spirit
Breathe in me, O Holy Spirit, that my thoughts may all be holy.
Act in me, O Holy Spirit, that my work, too, may be holy. Draw my heart, O Holy
Spirit, that I love but what is holy. Strengthen me, O Holy Spirit, to defend
all that is holy. Guard me, then, O Holy Spirit, that I always may be holy.
Amen.
St.
Augustine prayer to the Holy Spirit
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
I have learnt to love you late...
I have learnt to love you late, Beauty at once so ancient and so
new! I have learnt to love you late! You were within me, and I was
in the world outside myself. I searched for you outside myself and,
disfigured as I was, I fell upon the lovely things of your creation. You
were with me but I was not with you. The beautiful things of this world
kept me from you and yet, if they had not been in you, they would have no being
at all. You called me; You cried aloud to me; You broke the
barrier of my deafness. I tasted you and now I hunger and thirst for
you. You touched me and I am inflamed, inflamed with love of your peace.
~St. Augustine
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