Show
us how to love our walk and to give thanks for each step.
Give
us compassion for all those who walk beside us, and
help us remember everyone
who taught us how to walk.
Let
wisdom be the gift on this walk so that we can show others how to follow this
path.
You
can always raise up laborers for your harvest of love; let us be sowers with
faithful steps and boundless seeds so that love can flourish around us. Amen.
-Becca
Stevens, Love Heals
Lord, you have made us in Your image.
Teach us to see this day, every person we meet,
whether on the streets or in the mirror, as Your incarnate face.
All our journeys begin and end with You-
now we need to learn how to travel close to You on our way home.
Helps us seek and knock to find You wherever we are.
Let us feel the cloud of witnesses that assures us of Your guiding hand.
Whether we lie down in green pastures or walk in the valley of the shadow of death,
let us feel You leading us and holding us fast. Amen.
-Becca Stevens, Love Heals
The artist is always the contemplative—the one who sees what is there. The uninhibited three-year-old, stopping with enthralled gaze to watch an insect, or some activity in the street, is also a contemplative. If we could recover that lost capacity to look, which we all once had, we might be able to penetrate to the heart of matters.
–Elizabeth O’Connor
Prepare me, dear Lord, to start this day again.
I am ready to keep climbing even through the mountain is steep.
I am willing to keep searching even through the fog is thick.
I am able to keep praying even through my words sound hollow.
Take these offerings, and use them to open my heart to a new song.
Remove from me all that is keeping me unwilling or unable to sing so that I can praise the wonder of clouds parting and Love revealed. Amen.
-Becca Stevens, Love Heals
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light
can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. -Martin Luther King, Jr.
Hold
me in your embrace, Lord;
Make me transparent in your light.
Grant me awareness; keep
My gratitude fresh each day.
Let my song give blessing and insight
To those who can’t see for themselves.
And let your compassion always
Shine forth from the depths of my heart.
–Stephen
Mitchell, excerpt from “Psalm 40”, A Book of Psalms: Selected and
Adapted from the Hebrew
and to top it off:
some good goals scored this month for Taylor on his soccer team...
