Psalm 92

Psalms for Praying

Nan C. Merrill

It is good to give thanks you to You,

O Beloved,

to sing praises to your Holy Name,

To affirm your steadfast love

in the morning,

and your faithfulness through the night.

To the music of the spheres,

to the melody of the universe.

For you, Heart of my heart, gladden

my soul,

as I proclaim with joy the harmony

and beauty of creation.  

It is indeed good to give thanks with all of you.  I must pause my emails for a few days as I finish up September's ministry with SpiritCare and prepare for a few days off with Tyler.  I turn 63 this week so this beautiful poem by Mary Oliver seems a fitting gift.  Let us dare to celebrate the beauty of this world.  Such outrageous love is very much needed. 

 

 

Messenger
My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird- equal seekers of sweetness.
Here is the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.  Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.

Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work,
which is mostly standing still, learning to be astonished .
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and heart and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug up clams, telling them all ,over and over, how it is that we live forever.