I arise to-day:
Might of God for my piloting
Wisdom of God for my guidance
Eye of God for my foresight
Ear of God for my hearing
Word of God for my utterance
Hand of God for my guardianship
Path of God for my precedence
Shield of God for my protection
Host of God for my salvation . . .
Christ with me, Christ before me,
Christ behind me, Christ in me,
Christ under me, Christ over me,
Christ to right of me, Christ to left of me,
Christ in lying down, Christ in sitting, Christ in rising up
Christ in the heart of every person, who may think of me!
Christ in the mouth of every one, who may speak to me!
Christ in every eye, which may look on me!
Christ in every ear, which may hear me!
Excerpt
from “The Lorica of St Patrick” (the Deer’s Cry)
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I arise today
it is dark out
I wander deep into my soul
it is dark there too
I feel assaulted, abused
by what is going on around me
it is shadowy
frightening
painful
so much dysfunction and chaos
a dystopian nightmare
of ego and power lust
greed and graft
it brutalizes and dehumanizes
until, violated, and my soul suffocated
thrashes
as a drowning soul
seeking air and safety
I arise today
and words about love and compassion
forgiveness and generosity do not come
instead I am left weak and gasping
on the shore of this day
as the sun rises
murky in the haze
and all I have is Christ
it is not bad that I have been driven to this point
where I must cling to the savior
like a drowning soul
for in this time
there is no power on earth that can give me breath
and keep my feet moving
no power that can overcome the encroaching darkness
except Christ
“Christ with me, Christ before me,
Christ behind me, Christ in me,
Christ under me, Christ over me,
Christ to right of me, Christ to left of me,
Christ in lying down, Christ in sitting, Christ in rising
up”
Only in my deep awareness
that Christ is in me, and I am in Christ
and Christ is in all
and Christ, and love, will win
can I breathe again
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