

Daily Primer — June 25, Oslo — Norway
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.

To pray only when we feel like it is more to seek consolation than to risk conversion. To pray only when it suits us is to want God on our own terms. To pray only when it is convenient is to make the God-life a very low priority in a list of better opportunities. To pray only when it feels good is to court total emptiness when we most need to be filled. The hard fact is that nobody finds time for prayer. The time must be taken.
Joan Chittister, OSB, Wisdom Distilled from the Daily, p. 31.
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.

God of amazing grace: You have not waited for us to get our act together before loving. Your prevenient grace is the source of all that is good and right and Christlike within us. Teach us by grace to be your joyful and obedient children. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Romans 5:6-11. Liturgy of the Hours — PHL.

I lie down this night
With Brigit of the mantles,
With Mary of peace,
With Jesus of the poor.
I lie down this night
With Brigit of calmness,
With Mary revered,
With Michael of my love.
I lie down this night
Near the King of life,
Near Christ of the destitute,
Near the Holy Spirit.
I lie down this night
With the nine angels,
From the crown of my head
To the soles of my feet;
From the crown of my head
To the soles of my feet.
With Brigit of the mantles,
With Mary of peace,
With Jesus of the poor.
I lie down this night
With Brigit of calmness,
With Mary revered,
With Michael of my love.
I lie down this night
Near the King of life,
Near Christ of the destitute,
Near the Holy Spirit.
I lie down this night
With the nine angels,
From the crown of my head
To the soles of my feet;
From the crown of my head
To the soles of my feet.
Carmina Gadelica: Hymns & Incantations collected in the Highlands and Islands of Scotland, Alexander Carmichael. #328.
