Thursday of the Seventh Week of Easter

May 20, 2021

Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy, we pray with Psalm 16, one of my very favorite psalms.


I like to pray with this transliteration by Steven Mitchell – A Book of Psalms

Unnamable God,
I feel you with me at every moment.
You are my food, my drink,
my sunlight, and the air I breathe.
You are the ground I have built on
and the beauty that rejoices my heart. 
I give thanks to you at all times
for lifting me from my confusion,
for teaching me in the dark
and showing me the path of life. 
I have come to the center of the universe;
I rest in your perfect love.
In your presence there is fullness of joy
and blessedness forever and ever.

The psalmist’s prayer is so beautiful that I will just leave it without my interpretations today. Instead, here are a few settings – poetry and music – to lift this gem of a psalm before your prayer.

Let each phrase rest in your spirit.
Breathe with its rhythm.
As you savor it, let it release
a precious and holy truth
into your life.


Poetry: Two of my poems, both written when I was very young in my spiritual journey.

Awaking

Sunrise paints 
the hedge’s morning side
rose-petal gold.

But I choose
the western side.
There, midnight’s purple leaves

awake in lazy grey, 
then stripes
of green and silver.

There, the awesome 
grace of living
rises slowly in the heart,

a liquor savored,
a prayer lingering
in genuflected silence.


Contemplation

It happened in that distant winter, deep
in pristine mornings like Venetian glass.
Everyday I’d turn to face You
as frozen orange sun
slid up a whitening sky.

Every day, You would be silent,
until finally You folded me
in silence, like a nestling child
comes quiet in the rhythm
of its mother’s breath.

Even now, on such a morning
I remember how it was
when first I came to love You
from the inside, out
– the way the leaves love green.


Music: Two pieces today:

1-The Fullness of Joy – Shane and Shane

2-Hymn to Hope from Sacred Garden

Poems for Psalm 119

I forgot to include some poetry for today’s Psalm.  These are two of mine. I hope they are helpful for your prayer. Thank you for receiving them.


Morning Prayer

rain

I walk the earth, soft
from yesterday’s long rain.
Mists ascend like incense
under my indulgent footsteps.
Bird songs thin themselves
between the early light;
a chanting, contrapuntal, in
the well-laved trees.

Nothing grey is left now
in the wide sky.
Rinsed in light,
it spreads to dry
in sere, blue wind.

Momentarily, earth
is wholly God’s;
deep, true colors fall to it,
rich, unshadowed.
Your Word, Creator,
WaterGod, has penetrated.
It comes back to You in
crystal images
from an uncomplicated world.

As if within a lucent globe
I hold You still,
in perfect, silent love,
clear, inexplicable
like sunlit rain.


 

hands

Reconciliation

The hands of God love me
when I cannot see God’s face.
Like salve, they warmly run
Over, in and out of me,
pausing where my hurt is knotted,
barbed to their approach…

mother’s hands, lover’s, friend’s,
my own hands all held in God’s hands,
healing self-estrangement.

I come to God’s hands
like parched earth
stretches for redeeming rain.

Even in the deep night,
where God will not speak,
those loving hands are words
which I answer in the darkness.