Daily Prayer At Saint Laika’s

TUESDAY THE TWENTY-SECOND OF AUGUST, 2017

OPENING PRAYER

Thee, God, I come from, to thee go,
all day long I like fountain flow
from thy hand out, swayed about
mote-like in thy mighty glow.

What I know of thee I bless,
as acknowledging thy stress
on my being and as seeing
something of thy holiness.

Once I turned from thee and hid,
bound on what thou hadst forbid;
sow the wind I would; I sinned:
I repent of what I did.

Bad I am, but yet thy child.
Father, be thou reconciled.
Spare thou me, since I see
with thy might that thou art mild.

I have life before me still
and thy purpose to fulfil;
yea a debt to pay thee yet:
help me, sir, and so I will.

But thou bidst, and just thou art,
me show mercy from my heart
towards my brother, every other
man my mate and counterpart.

( Gerard Manley Hopkins )

CANTICLE

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
it gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
and all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
and wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
there lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
and though the last lights off the black West went
oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs
because the Holy Ghost over the bent
world broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

( Gerard Manley Hopkins )

MEDITATION by Tim Madsen

Gerard Manley Hopkins:
sweet melancholy

Gerard Manley Hopkins, born in 1844, was an English Jesuit priest and poet, who, like others of his time, began life as an Anglican and came under the influence of the Oxford Movement whilst studying at Oxford University.

Modern biographies of Hopkins will tell you he struggled to come to terms with his homosexuality, and found the Jesuit order to provide a structure in which he could remain celibate. He is also said to have struggled with what today we would call bipolar disorder. In Hopkins’ day it manifested itself as an acute melancholy. Following his ordination to the priesthood, the Jesuits had him teach classical literature in England, and later in Ireland.

What makes Hopkins noteworthy, however, is his poetry. Out of the whirlwind of his passions and melancholy, he established himself as a daring innovator in the world of poetry. He wrote in what he called sprung rhythm. His language is striking, his religious faith inspired him, and at his early death in 1889 at age forty-four, he left a legacy of work that established him as a major literary figure in English poetry.

His dying words were: "I am so happy, I am so happy. I loved my life."

You can see many of his innovations in this poem, offered for your daily devotion today. It is entitled “Pied Beauty” and was written in 1877:

Glory be to God for dappled things -
for skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
for rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
and all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
with swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
he fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
praise him.

Scripture. In "Psalm Ninety-Six," verses eleven and twelve, we read:

"Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice; let the sea roar, and all that fills it; let the field exult, and everything in it. Then shall all the trees of the forest sing for joy before the LORD; for he is coming, for he is coming to judge the earth."

INTERCESSIONS

We pray...

... for peace in the world.

... for all who struggle to find their place in the world.

... for poets, painters, sculptors and musicians who reveal through their works, a bit of the glory of God.

... for those killed or injured in the Ischia earthquake; for those still missing and those now homeless. DETAILS

... for those who have died and for those who mourn their passing.

... for those who are unwell and for those caring for them.

... for those, both close to us and far off, who we hold in our personal prayers.

... for ourselves.

THE LORD'S PRAYER

Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name;
thy kingdom come;
thy will be done;
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation;
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
the power and the glory,
for ever and ever. Amen.

READING

From "Creativity" by Matthew Fox:

Creativity has an answer. We are told by those who have studied the processes of nature that creativity happens at the border between chaos and order. Chaos is a prelude to creativity. We need to learn, as every artist needs to learn, to live with chaos and indeed to dance with it as we listen to it and attempt some ordering. Artists wrestle with chaos, take it apart, deconstruct and reconstruct from it. Accept the challenge to convert chaos into some kind of order, respecting the timing of it all, not pushing beyond what is possible.
Combining holy patience with holy impatience, that is the role of the artist. It is each of our roles as we launch the twenty-first century because we are all called to be artists in our own way. We were all artists as children. We need to study the chaos around us in order to turn it into something beautiful. Something sustainable. Something that remains".”

CLOSING PRAYER

Triune Lord, wondrous community of infinite love, teach us to contemplate you in the beauty of the universe, for all things speak of you. Awaken our praise and thankfulness for every being that you have made. Give us the grace to feel profoundly joined to everything that is. Amen.

( Pope Francis )

May the Lord bless us, protect us from all evil and bring us to everlasting life. Amen.

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