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Above All, Trust in the Slow Work of God

Above all, trust in the slow work of God.We are quite naturally impatient in everything to reach the end without delay. We should like to skip the intermediate stages. We are impatient of being on the way to something unknown, something new. Yet it is the law of all progress that is made by passing through some stages of instability and that may take a very long time.

And so I think it is with you. Your ideas mature gradually. Let them grow. Let them shape themselves without undue haste. Do not try to force them on as though you could be today what time -- that is to say, grace -- and circumstances acting on your own good will will make you tomorrow. Only God could say what this new Spirit gradually forming in you will be.

Give our Lord the benefit of believing that his hand is leading you, and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself in suspense and incomplete. Above all, trust in the slow work of God, our loving vine-dresser.

Am​en.

~ Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,

some momentary awareness comes

As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!

Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,

who violently sweep your house

empty of its furniture,

still treat each guest honorably.

He may be clearing you out

for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,

meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,

because each has been sent

as a guide from beyond.

                             ~ Rumi

Enough

Enough. These few words are enough.

If not these words, this breath.

If not this breath, this sitting here.

This opening to life

we have refused

again and again

until now.

Until now.

~ David Whyte

  


A Prayer for those Struggling to Pray

May God meet you anyway.

When you have no words to say

Would you let your body pray through you today.

Wordless prayers of movement, taste, and touch

Of stillness, sight, and sound

Of hands raised up

Of knees bowed down

The language of lighting a candle

Humming a song

Watering the plants

Walking the dog

Savoring your coffee

Shivering in the breeze

Stirring potato soup

Crunching fallen leaves

Breathing in his mercy

Tasting his sweetness

Listening for his goodness

Touching his kindness

When all your words fail, may you remember

That praying is much more than speaking

It is being

With the one who loves to be with you

So, go paint your prayers

Play your prayers

Dance your prayers

Draw your prayers

Bake your prayers

Breathe your prayers

Run your prayers

Hug your prayers

Laugh your prayers

Cry your prayers

And allow your hands and feet

And fingers and nose

And arms and eyes

And shoulders and toes

To carry your prayers

to the foot of the throne

To the one who needs no words

Because He already knows.

                ~ Susan Bourn