Walking from here to there causes me to pause…
and then to consider what else bids me tarry.
prayer & meditation
sunrise & sunset
starry skies & awe
children & wonder
dis-health & disease
caring & loving
table meals & table fellowship
births & deaths
weddings & funerals
These in our holding.
Hold sacred space,
Here and now is.
Movement is my learning language.
Stillness is my listening language.
If I don’t listen up,
my next move may teach me a hard lesson.
You have given us a world of beauty, and we have spoilt it.
A world to feed us, and yet many go hungry.
A world of riches, and we are unwilling to share.
A world to care for, and we think only of ourselves.
Forgive us, gracious God,
for those times your heart is saddened by our selfishness.
For those times we have no thought of others,
no cares but ours.
Enable us to see this world anew, as a gift from you,
to be shared and nurtured.