From the Minister
A Prayer for Summer
Before I worship at the altar of each long evening,
May I give the too early sunrise its due,
May I not blame the midday for its heat and mugginess,
May I admire the thunderstorm yet fear for those with no shelter.
Before I turn to the work that remains at hand, or arrives,
May I read another poem, or one more chapter of a book,
May I write a length to a distant friend, and chat unrushed with those nearby,
May I humor the dog, scratch the cat, and praise their strict limits on scrutability.
Before I reach my next destination,
May I treat myself to some narrower side roads,
May I linger in the shade of the trees that make canopy their calling,
May I discover places where music pools deep enough for diving.
Before I do battle with the weeds in the garden,
May I pause to open my heart to all that may be growing,
May I prepare my mind to wander beyond horizons,
May I pay my respects to sorrow and pain.
Before summer turns to autumn,
May I reach a seashore, encounter a profound silence, be puzzled;
May I learn more about the ways of forgiveness,
And of Radical Love.
Blessed be, Rev. Barnaby