Saturday, June 19, 2021

Veni, Creator Spiritus

Photo of Camel's Hump, Vermont, by Caleb Kenna

Veni, Creator Spiritus

John Dryden (1631–1700)

Creator Spirit, by whose aid
The world’s foundations first were laid,
Come, visit ev’ry pious mind;
Come, pour thy joys on human kind;
From sin, and sorrow set us free;
And make thy temples worthy Thee.

O, Source of uncreated Light,
The Father’s promis’d Paraclete!
Thrice Holy Fount, thrice Holy Fire,
Our hearts with heav’nly love inspire;
Come, and thy Sacred Unction bring
To sanctify us, while we sing!

Plenteous of grace, descend from high,
Rich in thy sev’n-fold energy!
Thou strength of his Almighty Hand,
Whose pow’r does heav’n and earth command:
Proceeding Spirit, our Defence,
Who do’st the gift of tongues dispence,
And crown’st thy gift with eloquence!

Refine and purge our earthly parts;
But, oh, inflame and fire our hearts!
Our frailties help, our vice control;
Submit the senses to the soul;
And when rebellious they are grown,
Then, lay thy hand, and hold ’em down.

Chase from our minds th’ Infernal Foe;
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow;
And, lest our feet should step astray,
Protect, and guide us in the way.

Make us Eternal Truths receive,
And practise, all that we believe:
Give us thy self, that we may see
The Father and the Son, by thee.

Immortal honour, endless fame,
Attend th’ Almighty Father’s name:
The Saviour Son be glorified,
Who for lost Man’s redemption died:
And equal adoration be,
Eternal Paraclete, to thee.

Tuesday, May 25, 2021

Shining like the sun

“In Louisville, at the corner of Fourth and Walnut, in the center of the shopping district, I was suddenly overwhelmed with the realization that I loved all these people, that they were mine and I theirs, that we could not be alien to one another even though we were total strangers. It was like waking from a dream of separateness, of spurious self-isolation in a special world…

This sense of liberation from an illusory difference was such a relief and such a joy to me that I almost laughed out loud… I have the immense joy of being man, a member of a race in which God Himself became incarnate. As if the sorrows and stupidities of the human condition could overwhelm me, now that I realize what we all are. And if only everybody could realize this! But it cannot be explained. There is no way of telling people that they are all walking around shining like the sun.

Then it was as if I suddenly saw the secret beauty of their hearts, the depths of their hearts where neither sin nor desire nor self-knowledge can reach, the core of their reality, the person that each one is in God’s eyes. If only they could all see themselves as they really are. If only we could see each other that way all the time. There would be no more war, no more hatred, no more cruelty, no more greed… But this cannot be seen, only believed and ‘understood’ by a peculiar gift.”

―Thomas Merton, Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander

Thursday, May 20, 2021

May 25th, Remembering George Floyd: Episcopal Church's Online Liturgy of Prayerful Commemoration

May 25th, Remembering George Floyd: 

Episcopal Church's Online Liturgy of Prayerful Commemoration 

May 25 marks the one-year anniversary of the murder of George Floyd, which ignited a worldwide racial reckoning. You are invited to join Episcopalians in an online liturgy of prayerful commemoration at 8:00 pm EST.
Bishops from six dioceses will lead the liturgy, including a reflection by Presiding Bishop Michael Curry, a Prayer of Lament from George Floyd Square in Minneapolis, an “Act of Remembrance” from Ferguson, Missouri, and prayers from Washington, DC.

You are invited to participate virtually with prayers and postings on social media in conjunction with the service.

Watch the Liturgies Online

Post One Thing You Can Do

In addition to joining the service online, you are invited to a 3-part engagement for racial healing.

1. Record a 10-second video of yourself lighting a candle and post that video to your social media during or after the May 25 service.

2. In the same post, share a link to the service, which you can watch on any of the participating dioceses’ Facebook pages.

3. In the same post, describe ONE thing you commit to do for racial healing and justice in the memory of George Floyd and all victims of racial injustice.
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Monday, May 17, 2021

O Comforting Fire of Spirit

O Comforting Fire of Spirit

O comforting fire of Spirit,

Life, within the very Life of all Creation.

Holy you are in giving life to All.

Holy you are in anointing

those who are not whole;

Holy you are in cleansing

a festering wound.

O sacred breath,

O fire of love,

O sweetest taste in my breast

which fills my heart

with a fine aroma of virtues.

O most pure fountain

through whom it is known

that God has united strangers

and inquired after the lost.

O breastplate of life

and hope of uniting

all members as One,

O sword-belt of honor,

enfold those who offer blessing.

Care for those

who are imprisoned by the enemy

and dissolve the bonds of those

whom Divinity wishes to save.

O mightiest path which penetrates All,

from the height to every Earthly abyss,

you compose All, you unite All.

Through you clouds stream, ether flies,

stones gain moisture,

waters become streams,

and the earth exudes Life.

You always draw out knowledge,

bringing joy through Wisdom's inspiration.

Therefore, praise be to you

who are the sound of praise

and the greatest prize of Life,

who are hope and richest honor

bequeathing the reward of Light.

Hildegard of Bingen (1098–1179)

Friday, May 14, 2021

The Judas Tree, Ruth Etchells

In Hell there grew a Judas Tree

Where Judas hanged and died

Because he could not bear to see

His master crucified

Our Lord descended into Hell

And found his Judas there

For ever hanging on the tree

Grown from his own despair

So Jesus cut his Judas down

And took him in his arms

"It was for this I came" he said

"And not to do you harm

My Father gave me twelve good men

And all of them I kept

Though one betrayed and one denied

Some fled and others slept

In three days' time I must return

To make the others glad

But first I had to come to Hell

And share the death you had

My tree will grow in place of yours

Its roots lie here as well

There is no final victory

Without this soul from Hell"

So when we all condemned him

As of every traitor worst

Remember that of all his men

Our Lord forgave him first

D. Ruth Etchells