For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven,
and do not return there until they have watered the earth,
making it bring forth and sprout,
giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater,
so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth;
it shall not return to me empty,
but it shall accomplish that which I purpose,
and succeed in the thing for which I sent it.
For you shall go out in joy,
and be led back in peace;
the mountains and the hills before you
shall burst into song,
and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
A Prayer: End with a formal prayer, such as the Lord's Prayer/Our Father
This morning, I went out early, to walk along
the lake front, and through the narrow park land,
straddling the water's edge.
I passed hurriedly by the sleeping humped bodies,
half hidden beneath bushes, and curled around tree trunks.
The sun was rising -
waking the homeless derelict
with gentle light, and the morning chorus
of a dozen birds.
Gentle, compassionate, experience.
Feeling of Wholesomeness -
we are al together under
nature's gentle awakening...
That night I stood by my bedroom window, watching
the lightning flashing over the
city, feeling the beat of the rain,
and hearing the roar of the cracking thunder.
And in my mind's eye,
I saw the writhing, weeping bodies,
drenched in the night rain, shivering
beneath the rolling thunder,
feeling the wet and sticky earth
seep through tattered jackets and
I saw the weakest and the poorest,
tossed and sodden,
in the parks where we play.
At the end of your prayer you can look back and ask:
Does it have something to say to you?
How does it make you feel?
More about: Review of Prayer
Take time to pray with today's reading;
or you may like to ponder on the poem.