A Colorado Prayer
This week I finally had what some might call a summer vacation. At the beginning of fall, I went and saw one of my best friends off as she started her PhD program in Denver, CO at Iliff School of Theology. During the crisp, fall mornings I would sit out on the patio, drink my coffee, and just try to let the Spirit in. I wrote a prayer during this time of meditation. So, I want to invite you there with me, into a beautiful Colorado morning, where the weather is about 75 degrees, the sun is shining, and the wind is blowing. Close your eyes and picture it in your mind.
Breathe in the Colorado wind…and listen…
I watch the trees sway, and I think of you.
I see the blade of grass bend in the wind, and I see your Spirit
I follow the shadows as they dance wildly on the ground, and I feel the rhythm of your earth.
The majesty of the mountains come before me, the jagged rocks and twisting boulders, and I’m able to somehow understand a small glimpse of your grandness.
I feel the earth between my fingers and toes and wonder if you can really make something grow from this dry matter, from this thirsty soul?
Can you take this dust and make life? Can you take this wound and make it whole? Can you take this life and find it beautiful?
You summon me back to the garden, to tend to this dying soul and I cry out:
Holy, Holy, Holy God! With all Your power and Your might, transform me as you do a seed. Let the inner nutrients break forth from this hard, outer shell and let hope rise within me. Let hope grow. Let hope spring forth and bloom into something like You.
God of the tiny seed, of the mighty mountain, hear our prayer. Teach us how to pray together as your disciples prayed, saying… “Our Father, Divine Mother, hallowed be thy name. Thy kin-dom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our sins, as we forgive those who sin against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kin-dom and the power and the glory forever.
Song suggestions: Beautiful Things, Gungor; The Garden, Kari Jobe
Photo by Laura Watson Byrd at Breckinridge, CO