i was sitting in church the other night
it was time for silent prayer
and then time to pray the Lord’s prayer
i found myself listening the prayer
feeling the prayer
instead of speaking the prayer so quietly out loud
all of us here
which art in heaven
we are in heaven
hallowed be Thy name
hallowed by Thy name
cherished, hallowed, holy, adored
a phrase began to insert itself
it was quiet but insistent
“you all belong”
and i was whisked back to dinner
when my dear dear friend
said to me
“sometimes i don’t know where i belong
where do i belong?”
and the prayer just kept going
as if it was a prayer for her
but not out there
this kingdom come
Thy kingdom come
your kingdom come
with your own
so goodness you
Pilgrim on earth, home and heaven are within thee,
Heir of the ages and child of the day.
Cared for, watched over, beloved and protected,
Walk thou with courage each step of the way. (Christian Science Hymnal P.M.)
Pilgrim on earth, thy home is heaven; stranger, thou art the guest of God. Science and Health by Mary Baker Eddy
the trout run is early this year.
the taste of autumn in the air.
all too beautiful for words.
but words will have to do, as long as we leave enough space in between them for the air to speak.
the Ganaraska River is filled with trout swimming upstream, making their way from Lake Ontario, up through town, over the rocks, past the fisherman. impasse after impasse, there’s no stopping them.
come on they say,
get to the task.
the way is straight and narrow.
i love this poem by Godfrey John:
(Isaiah 54:2; Judges 18:10)
Friend, look close:
beneath your feet
is holy ground.
Under all questions
the heart longs
for a people, a place
in the morning light.
place is community,
whatever lies bright
in each of us.
Now under your hand
a purpose springs.
For place is prayer
in the wilderness.
As you walk the wastes
Love wills in you a sweet land . . .
let love go out of you left and right;
let each secret prayer embrace
the people in you, the desolate.
Place is the practice:
*Enlarge the place of thy tent, and let them stretch forth the curtains of thine habitations: spare not, lengthen thy cords, and strengthen thy stakes…Isaiah 54:2
*When ye go, ye shall come unto a people secure, and to a large land: for God hath given it into your hands; a place where there is no want of any thing that is in the earth. Judges 18:10
to be washed, to be clean, to be seen,
to be stripped free, unconstrained,
born new, born again, borne of no time
this heart of prayer
sanctuary: you and God
drenched in light
a sea of stillness
spaces of certain plenty
promises that will
never grow old
*”To enter into the heart of prayer, the door of the erring senses must be closed. Lips must be mute and materialism silent, that man may have audience with Spirit, the divine Principle, Love, which destroys all error.” Science and Health by Mary Baker Eddy
the emergence of great and simple things.
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