The Pastor’s Porch, October 14, 2020

 

 The Pastor’s Porch                                              October 14, 2020

Yesterday a friend posted this prayer poem on Facebook. I really love it, and decided to share it with you today. May it bless you too!

Waken in Me a Sense of Joy 

O extravagant God,

in this ripening, red-tinged autumn,

waken in me a sense of joy

in just being alive,

joy for nothing in general

except everything in particular;

joy in sun and rain

mating with earth to birth a harvest;

joy in soft light

through shyly disrobing trees;

joy in acolyte moon

setting halos around processing clouds;

joy in the beating of a thousand wings

mysteriously knowing which way is warm;

joy in wagging tails and kids’ smiles

and in this spunky old city;

joy in the taste of bread and wine,

the smell of dawn,

a touch,

a song,

a presence;

joy in having what I cannot live without —

other people to hold and cry and laugh with

joy in love,

in you;

and that all at first and last

is grace.

—Ted Loder, Guerrillas of Grace

Psalm 107:21-22

Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love
    and his wonderful deeds for humankind.

Let them sacrifice thank offerings
    and tell of his works with songs of joy