Sufficient unto the Day

It is difficult sometimes to remember that I will not be given tomorrow's strength or courage or grace today. If I spend time worrying to "pay" for them, I will miss today's strength and courage and grace. My dearest friend, Jesus, walk with me gently, patiently today, one step at a time. Let tomorrow worry about itself, and let me just enjoy my day with you.

What is your name?

One of the psalms I read today speaks of God changing the names of his dear ones. I was reminded of an Eden's Bridge song taken from that psalm which says:

"I will change your name
You shall no longer be called
Wounded, outcast, lonely or afraid.

I will change your name
Your new name shall be
Confidence, joyfulness, overcoming one
Faithfulness, friend of GodOne who seeks My face."

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Dear God, please change my name today!

The Blessings of Age

It is good to get older. First of all, not everyone gets to grow old. Secondly, one losses the urgency of everything and gains the ability to "be here now" (a nod to Ram Dass). One gains the knowledge that not everything is about "me." One gains the ability separate what one is called to do and what one tends to do because of being raised by wolves or whatever...LOL!
All glory and honor to God every day.

Formation Studies

I am so excited! The Celtic Christian Church and the Order of the Merciful Christ are studying the possibilities of putting formation lectures, etc. on livestream.com! We all live so far apart that the possibilities of the webcam making it more likely for us to successfully communicate and form community are to be welcomed.

I am going on vacation next week. Looking forward to seeing separated family members. St. Brendan travel with me!

Holy Longing

It is a curious thing about prayer...sometimes it is only afterwards that one can understand what was felt or understood. I had such an experience this morning. Most of the time my prayer is of the kind in which two long-married lovers experience happy silence together. Today, it was more like an experience of urgent longing - in which I understood that the longing was God's, not mine. Obviously, there is more of me yet unsurrendered to God, which God seeks to invade and transform.
Come, Lord Jesus. I would be transparent so that no one sees me, but only you.
Amen and amen.