Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

little boats of prayer

It is consoling to remember that there are old and feeble nuns in forgotten convents who live out their days by creating little boats of prayer to ferry nourishment to a hungry world.
                                                                                      John O’Donohue, Eternal Echoes, p.212

prayer is not
or coercing God

It is not dishonest
(Ok sometimes it is, but God can sort that – and us - out)

It always comes from the soul
(at least I think it must)

It can be joyful or sad
Angry or thankful
It can anything that we think or feel
anything, can be sent toward the Sacred

It can be how we act
For all of life can become a prayer

Mostly it is connection
Through prayer the God in us
connects with the God who is in every place
every object
every person
every moment

our prayers are the way
we feel God
it is the way God feels what we feel
it is how we receive and send
compassion and love

it is God sharing
Sacred presence with us
And us
Sharing that same presence with others

We do not have to have the right words
There is no approved formula
There are no “professional” prayers
In this world

Just people willing to join with the Sacred,
and then share the Sacred
through thought, attitude, action deed

It is in the sharing
It is in the sending of those little boats of love

It is in through the sharing itself
That comes the knowing
The loving
The healing the

Here’s to those nuns!
And to all
Who faithfully pray!

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