Come to Stillness: Take a few minutes to allow your mind and heart to
be still before God.
Opening Prayer: Father, I know my wounded and broken places oh
so well. At times they can consume me
and keep me from being able to hear your voice.
Help me to see my pain as an invitation to know you more intimately
rather than a reason to doubt the goodness of your heart. Help me to know that through my pain you
desire to accomplish something very good in me.
In the name of Jesus. Amen.
Scripture Reading for the Day: Psalm 109:21-26
Reading for Reflection:
Were it possible for us
to see further than our knowledge reaches, and yet a little way beyond the
outworks of our divining, perhaps we would endure our sadnesses with greater
confidence than our joys. For they are
moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown; our feelings
grow mute in shy perplexity, everything in us withdraws, a stillness comes, and
a new, which no one knows, stands in the midst of it and is silent.
I believe that almost all our sadnesses
are the moments of tension that we find paralyzing because we no longer hear
our surprised feelings living. Because
we are alone with the alien thing that has entered into our self; because
everything intimate and accustomed is for an instant taken away; because we
stand in the middle of a transition where we cannot remain standing. For this reason the sadness too passes: the
new thing in us, the added thing, has entered into our heart, has gone into its
inmost chamber and is not even there any more,—is already in our blood. And we do not learn what it was. We could easily be made to believe that
nothing has happened, and yet we have changed, as a house changes into which a
guest has entered. We cannot say who has
come, perhaps we shall never know, but many signs indicate that the future
enters into us in this way in order to transform itself in us long before it
happens. And this is why it is so
important to be lonely and attentive when one is sad: because the apparently
uneventful and stark moment at which our future sets foot in us is so much
closer to life than that other noisy fortuitous point of time at which it
happens to us as if from outside. The
more still, more patient and more open we are when we are sad, so much the
deeper and so much the more unswervingly does the new go into us, so much the
better do we make it ours, so much the more will it be our destiny, and when on
some later day it “happens” (that is, steps forth out of us to others), we
shall feel in our inmost selves akin and near to it. (Letters to a Young
Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke)
Reflection and Listening: silent and written
Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself
Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself
Closing Prayer: God of Fire and Grace, you offer love that
knows no bounds, forgiveness that pardons the lost. Pour your presence into me, fill me with
passion, then consume me with your Spirit’s hungry flame. Take me wherever you want, change me as you
wish, mold me into the shape of your dreams.
Break through the comforting illusions of my life and bring me something
terribly, wrigglingly, writhingly real. (A Heart Exposed by Steven
James)
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