Daily Primer — July 17, Akureyri, Iceland
Each day you will be given:
A Florilegium entry
A Daily Prayer
and a Night Prayer.
A Florilegium entry
A Daily Prayer
and a Night Prayer.
There is a dawn where stillness lies with fading stars and waning moon.
I know not what the day will bring, encompassed by the love of the One who holds my “Yes” for years to come.
It is newness and timeless, a journey of love, ever deeper, ever gentler into the thicket of God.
It is darkness and time-bound, a journey of love, ever deeper ever gentler, into the thicket of God.
He is dark-light and day-star, the Christ of my life, leading me deeper, leading me further, into the thicket of God.
There is a time for dreams to die with folded wings and muted heart.
And yet my hope eternal springs because of Him, the One I love, who holds my “Yes” for years to come.
There is a moment between dark and dawn, when winds are still and faith is numb.
It is a still-point for God and me.
I know the gift He offers: the Breath of life. I will grope through night until the dawn.
I know not what the day will bring, encompassed by the love of the One who holds my “Yes” for years to come.
It is newness and timeless, a journey of love, ever deeper, ever gentler into the thicket of God.
It is darkness and time-bound, a journey of love, ever deeper ever gentler, into the thicket of God.
He is dark-light and day-star, the Christ of my life, leading me deeper, leading me further, into the thicket of God.
There is a time for dreams to die with folded wings and muted heart.
And yet my hope eternal springs because of Him, the One I love, who holds my “Yes” for years to come.
There is a moment between dark and dawn, when winds are still and faith is numb.
It is a still-point for God and me.
I know the gift He offers: the Breath of life. I will grope through night until the dawn.
A poem/prayer which, when given to me, was attributed to St. John of the Cross but I am unable to locate this in any of his translated works. - PHL
Florilegium is the Medieval Latin word for bouquet, or more literally flowers (flos, flor-) which are gathered (legere). The word florilegium was used to refer to a compilation of writings, often religious or philosophical. These florilegium are literary flowers—beautiful words/prayers/thoughts I have gathered. During my sabbatical they will give me something to ponder each day. — PHL.
Lord God,
Provider of the things that are worth having,
We acknowledge the supposed greatness of what you offer
even as we pursue the things of this world.
You urge us to be rich in generosity and in compassion,
setting the oppressed free and providing for the marginalized.
We hear your calling and we will respond . . . but today . . .
Give us today to pursue our own security.
Today and perhaps tomorrow.
We promise one day to be as generous with others as you have been with us.
One day when we have provided for ourselves and maybe for our children too.
It is a zero-sum world and someone has to be looking out for number one - else how will we get our share?
Lord, in your mercy, save us from the temptation to try to serve two masters at once. Create in us a confidence in your capacity to provide. Win us to the vision of your ever-fruitful and rich creation, so that knowing the world is not zero-sum but rather ever generative, we might be fruitful and multiply the blessings in the lives of the most at-risk. Build for us and in us a bridge across the chasm of our economic segregation. Amen.
Provider of the things that are worth having,
We acknowledge the supposed greatness of what you offer
even as we pursue the things of this world.
You urge us to be rich in generosity and in compassion,
setting the oppressed free and providing for the marginalized.
We hear your calling and we will respond . . . but today . . .
Give us today to pursue our own security.
Today and perhaps tomorrow.
We promise one day to be as generous with others as you have been with us.
One day when we have provided for ourselves and maybe for our children too.
It is a zero-sum world and someone has to be looking out for number one - else how will we get our share?
Lord, in your mercy, save us from the temptation to try to serve two masters at once. Create in us a confidence in your capacity to provide. Win us to the vision of your ever-fruitful and rich creation, so that knowing the world is not zero-sum but rather ever generative, we might be fruitful and multiply the blessings in the lives of the most at-risk. Build for us and in us a bridge across the chasm of our economic segregation. Amen.
Luke chapter 18. Liturgy of the Hours — PHL.
I lie in my bed
As I would lie in the grave,
Thine arm beneath my neck,
Thou Son of Mary victorious.
Angels shall watch me
And I am lying in slumber,
And angels shall guard me
In the sleep of the grave.
Uriel shall be at my feet,
Ariel shall be at my back,
Gabriel shall be at my head,
And Raphael shall be at my side.
Michael shall be with my soul,
The strong shield of my love!
And the Physician Son of Mary
Shall put the salve to my eye,
The Physician Son of Mary
Shall put the salve to mine eye!
As I would lie in the grave,
Thine arm beneath my neck,
Thou Son of Mary victorious.
Angels shall watch me
And I am lying in slumber,
And angels shall guard me
In the sleep of the grave.
Uriel shall be at my feet,
Ariel shall be at my back,
Gabriel shall be at my head,
And Raphael shall be at my side.
Michael shall be with my soul,
The strong shield of my love!
And the Physician Son of Mary
Shall put the salve to my eye,
The Physician Son of Mary
Shall put the salve to mine eye!
Carmina Gadelica: Hymns & Incantations collected in the Highlands and Islands of Scotland, Alexander Carmichael. - #40 I Lie In Bed.