I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
A prayer for this day
It is the beginning
black turning to gray
faint shapes
emerging
as day dawns
an owl hoots
spring birds
returned at last
sing in the darkness
this is a new day
I can enter it many ways
tired
fearful
hands gripped tightly
ready to protect and resist and control
or I can enter it gently
hands
and mind
and heart
and soul open
ready to embrace
the gifts you have to offer
ready to really see
and hear those you place in my path
ready to feel the breeze
and the warmth of the sun
this day Lord
I am too tired to be tired
too anxious to be anxious
to hopeless
to carry the burden of hopelessness
on more step
this day
I am going to lay all that down
and walk with the Spirit
and travel light
Help!
Thanks :)
Wow*
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*Thanks of course, to Anne Lamott for
her wonderful little book
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