Welcome once more to the contemplative Taize style service from St Andrews Episcopal church in Seattle.
A contemplative service with music in the style-of-Taize. Carrie Grace Littauer, prayer leader, with music by Kester Limner and Andy Myers.
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“Christ Be With Me (Prayer of St. Patrick)” – Text from the Lorica, or the Prayer of St. Patrick. Song by Ruth Cunningham, used with permission. All rights reserved. www.ruthcunningham.com; www.youtube.com/ruthreid/;
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“The Lord is My Light” and “O You are Beyond All Things (O Toi L’au-dela de Tout)” are songs from the ecumenical Taize community in France. Copyright and all rights reserved by GIA/Les Presses de Taizé.
“Kyrie” – text by Kester Limner, music by Kester Limner and Andy Myers, both shared under the Creative Commons License, attribution (CC-BY).
“Be Thou My Vision,” Folk Arrangement, is a traditional Irish hymn in public domain. Arrangement by Andrew Myers and Kester Limner, shared under the Creative Commons License 0.
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by Lilly Lewin,
Since it was Canada Day yesterday and it’s the Fourth of July this Sunday… I think it’s a great time to pray for our countries. And if you are from another country, take time this weekend to pray for your country too.
- Pray for the leaders of your country to have wisdom and to make decisions that will bring healing and wholeness to all people.
- Pray for the leaders in your state, or province, or area to have eyes to see and ears to hear the cries of the poor and the needs of those who are on the margins.
- Pray for the health and welfare of of people still suffering from the pandemic.
- Pray for vaccines to be available and for people to actually get vaccinated rather than hesitating.
- Pray for areas of injustice and issues that are broken in your town, city and country.
- Ask God to give you eyes to see and ears to hear the cries of injustice and to change your heart.
- Take time to grieve the losses of this past year and the areas of brokenness that you see in your country and town.
- Talk to God about all of these things and give these things to God to hold and heal.
MORE WAYS TO PRAY:
- FIND A MAP of YOUR COUNTRY and use it to help you pray for your country this week and in the days ahead.
- USE POST-IT NOTES and write your prayers for your country and place them on the map.
- USE A NEWSPAPER or a NEWS APP to PRAY the headlines for your country and the world. When listening to news on the radio, TV, etc., PRAY FOR THE EVENTS rather than just getting frustrated about what is happening. Ask Jesus to help you pray and hear with his ears.
- PRAY AROUND YOUR CITY: Do a prayer pilgrimage around your city. Pray for places that need to experience the love, peace, and healing of Jesus. Places in need of justice. You can do this with a city map or you can do a driving pilgrimage taking time to notice places where injustices are happening. You are on a mission to learn about issues of injustice in your area so you are not to get out of your car, but rather do the job of noticing.
- LEARN THE HISTORY OF YOUR TOWN/CITY: Learn about the First Nations People who lived on the land where you live. Learn about the history of racism in your town/city. Learn more about the areas of economic and social injustice in the area where you live.
Lord, Let your justice roll down like mighty water. Please heal our land.
Give me your eyes to see the needs of those around me.
Give me your heart for those who suffer. Please heal our land.
Help me daily to do justice not just think and pray about it.
Please heal our land and help me to shine your light and share your love.
In your name. Amen
Take away from me the noise of your songs; I will not listen to the melody of your harps.But let justice roll down like waters, and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream. Amos 5:23-25 NRSV
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guest post and photos by Cathy Jarrell,
A few years ago, I took up nature journaling. The beauty and diversity of God’s natural world touch me deeply, and I find that sketching the plants, animals, and landscape features that catch my eye helps me discover nuances in their forms that fill me with wonder.
But it’s not just the visual part of creation that catches my attention. Sounds that are beautiful, arresting, curious, or even dissonant meld into a transient composition, a fleeting moment in time, that adds dimension to what I observe, or stands alone as its own expression of natural beauty. Soundscapes that include birdsong, insect calls, wind rustling the leaves, and animal patter uniquely identify a particular time and place, never to be heard exactly the same way again. Summer provides a rich soundscape as birds fledge their nests, tree frogs trill to one another, and rainstorms pelt the trees. If you live somewhere with distinct seasons, each has its own soundscape: the sounds of falling, scattering leaves and migrating birds in autumn, the sounds of crunching snow or falling ice pellets in winter, and the waking-up sounds of calling frogs, singing birds, and grazing deer in spring.
When I hear a bird, I can certainly attempt to sketch it in my journal. But how do I capture its song? Many people develop their own notation to help them capture the rhythm and rise and fall of birdsong notes. But how do I capture the sound of water and plants moving in the wind? Sound mapping is a visual way to capture those sounds. I particularly like sound mapping because it is so uniquely personal; it’s like my own code that only I need recognize.
A nature journal can include whatever moves you: sketches of plants and animals, scientific facts you’ve learned about
them, poetry, or prose describing how you feel when you’re in nature. But I think there is a place for mapping many kinds of soundscapes in a prayer journal, too. Listening is an underrated part of prayer. Often, we think of all the things we want to say to God, but we fail to then become still and listen. If we’re praying outdoors, we have a wonderful opportunity to incorporate the nature sounds we hear into our prayer time. We can either let the sounds we hear pass through and simply enjoy them, or we can allow them to spur additional prayers that perhaps we had not considered before. Pleasing sounds may elicit feelings of appreciation and gratitude. Annoying sounds may provide an opportunity to be more charitable. Think of these typical summer sounds and the prayers they could elicit:
Lawnmower: perhaps an annoying sound, but let it spur a prayer for the safety of the person mowing and give thanks for those who labor outdoors, sometimes in harsh weather.
Birdsong: marvel at the beauty and diversity of God’s creation and consider the intricate relationships of birds, insects, plants, and humans. This can be an opportunity to pray for protection for declining bird populations and perhaps to pray for guidance about how to serve God by caring for creation.
A neighbor starting the car and driving away: give thanks for community and ask God to bless our neighbors and their families.
Moving water and rain: thank God for the amazing network of streams, rivers, and oceans that sustain all life and the cycle of water that rises to heaven and falls to earth again and again. Consider the symbolism of water in our faith: the purifying waters of baptism, the living water offered by Christ, the faithful person who is like a tree planted by streams of water.
Wind: give thanks for the Spirit of God. “The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.” John 3:8, NIV
Even complete silence is a kind of soundscape. What does silence feel like to you? Is there a sense of God’s presence? Is silence healing or calming, or does it make you feel lonely or anxious? How would you draw or symbolize silence and the feelings they elicit in your journal?
The world is full of chaos, and no small part of that chaos comes in the form of noise. Add to that the constant busyness that engulfs our minds and swallows up our thoughts, and over time we can find ourselves completely estranged from nature and from any sense of peace. Listening can stop the endless train of thought. Attending to the sounds we hear can give us a much-needed connection to the rest of creation, including our fellow creatures and our neighbors. If you’re really listening, your mind cannot spiral in all directions. The best kind of listening balances attentive listening with introspection. Listen first. Then wait for what comes to mind. Perhaps you will hear a bird call that you never noticed before. Perhaps you will hear your neighbor’s children joyfully playing. Perhaps you will hear nothing but refreshing, peaceful silence.
Perhaps you will hear the still, small voice of God.
Bio for Cathy Jarrell
Cathy Jarrell is a retired medical writer, editor, and publisher. She enjoys nature walks with her husband, Sam, at their home in Saint Charles, Missouri, USA. Cathy enjoys many artistic pursuits, including painting and photography, mostly centering on the beauty of the natural world. Her primary writing interest concerns the intersection of human life and the natural world.
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by Kim Balke,
Active Pass
We came by ferry to Mayne Island
entering by the narrow gate of Active Pass
with its quick-changing currents, deep waters,
ship traffic,
with dear friends, all of us aging,
more aware of aches in body,
minds churning with the waves,
souls deep breathing, belonging, hidden,
sleek as cetaceans.
Two dogs, our companions—
Bonnie at 13, with her own discouragements,
Simon at 4, leash-bound from leaping wildly into waves,
nip at real live snake-seaweed critters.
We returned here
instead of other possibilities—
Europe, an Alaskan cruise
or visiting family and friends back east.
We returned here—
to this scruffy welcome mat to brush off muddy shoes,
to easy-going conversation over this bacon,
this spicy wine,
this Mayne Island corn and tomatoes,
bread from the bakery,
this beachcombing solace,
we reach up and through to the surface,
a puff of mist, a breath from a blowhole.
Kim Balke
The excerpt below is taken from the introduction of Driftwood Dreams:
Poetry is a powerful force that resonates from one heart to another, transforming both the writer
and the listener. It helps us slow down and breathe deeply. It encourages us to listen and
notice, and grants us the privilege of passing through the eyes of the poet to their very soul.
That is what I think of as I read Kim Balke’s beautiful collection of poems. It is full of imagery that pulls at our heartstrings, drawing us into her experiences of pain and anxiety, of grief and remembrance, of gratitude and celebration. Her words beckon us to listen, to be healed and cleansed as we drink in the joys and agony of her experience and the struggles of coping with the highs and lows of her recovery.”
~Christine Sine
About Kim Balke and Driftwood Dreams
I have been doodling and writing for most of my life. When I started to work as an expressive arts therapist, I discovered that mind/heart/sensory experiences came to the forefront of my writing and work with children. This reflective practice of listening to my body has been a source of strength and a place to discover resilience during this time of pandemic and my unique health concerns.
On September 27, 2019 I had an emergency heart transplant at St. Paul’s Hospital, Vancouver, BC. This was a pivotal event in my life, which has deepened my gratitude for each day. I am forever thankful to the heart donor and their family.
Thanks to the doctors, nurses, psychologists, physiotherapists, dieticians, lab technicians, and staff of St. Paul’s, Royal Columbian, Holy Family, Delta Hospitals, and my family doctors, – I am here – alive and able to share this collection of poems with you. My hands were very swollen for about two and a half months and shaky for some time after that. The combined efforts of my care team have made it possible for me to write again!
Some of these poems date as far back as 1998. Most were written at home or while in hospital. Where possible, I have included the date and background information about each poem. Join with me as I wander through life themes including belonging, anxiety, rhythms of return, grief and remembrance, heart postures, gratitude, soul seasons, and celebration.
Thank you, friends, for entering my Driftwood Dreams.
Kim Balke, May 2021
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by June Friesen,
Jeremiah 17: 5-8 (The Message)
5-6 God’s Message:
“Cursed is the strong one who depends on mere humans,
Who thinks he can make it on muscle alone and sets God aside as dead weight.
He’s like a tumbleweed on the prairie, out of touch with the good earth.
He lives rootless and aimless in a land where nothing grows.7-8 “But blessed is the man who trusts me, God, the woman who sticks with God.
They’re like trees replanted in Eden, putting down roots near the rivers—
Never a worry through the hottest of summers, never dropping a leaf,
Serene and calm through droughts, bearing fresh fruit every season.”
At times in life, one struggles with the seasons of nature as well as the seasons of one’s life. So often the human tendency is to wish for warm weather when it is cold and when it is warm, we wish it would be cold; when it is rainy, we wish it would not rain for a while and then when it does not rain, we wish it would rain. I for one have been known to be a bit like this although in the last number of years, through a practice I gained in the 1990’s of gratitude, I have changed to embracing the moment. Yes, there are times when I wish for something else, but then I realize I need to be thankful to God for where I am at the moment. As I came upon this space above, I could not help but notice the plant in the center that has the light shining through the leaves. I am not sure what gave the coloring or the light as it was but I realized that God was putting on a grand display of extraordinary color here and this plant was embracing it to the fullest and sharing it with the world. And so I am challenged in my life – if God chooses to use me for a grand display of His wonder, beauty and work, that I may not even fully know how to embrace, will I be available for His work of glorious wonder and grace?
HERE I STAND
Here I stand today, Lord….
In this world of wonder, beauty and grace
Wondering what display You are at work to show me
Wondering what beauty You are going to create where I see ‘not much,’
Wondering and marveling at the power of Your grace at work.
Beauty is said to be in the eye of the ‘beholder’ –
As each one of us seems to have a somewhat personal definition of beauty –
Yet in the summer beauty of your sun and nature’s creations
The earth is dressed beautifully with splendid apparel.
Grace is a gift to humanity from Your hand, O God,
And as I observe and also ponder the gift of Your splendid creation
I see Your presence displayed in so many ways,
Reflection, shadows, transparency, colors,
New beginnings of buds and petals unfurling,
As well as the edges drying, curling, dying,
With the promise of new beginnings once again as the seeds form and scatter
Falling to the earth to wait for their opportunity to embrace life.
Here I stand today, Lord,
I, too, am a person amazingly created,
A person with so many capabilities that You designed just for me to use
To fill the world with amazing love, hope, and nurturing,
Yet it is for me like the rest of nature –
I, too, need to embrace the presence of Your Son in my life,
And as I embrace the presence of Your Son it is then that You, O God,
Are able to be that light of hope to the hopeless that walk my way,
You are able to show forgiveness to those who feel bereft of any hope,
You are able to offer a new beginning as Your hand is extended through mine,
You are able to really be alive and real on this earth and in this world today.
Lord, today it is my prayer that my heart will be open to receive Your presence but also open to letting Your presence flow out of it to others. It is my prayer that as I walk through the world today, on the sidewalks, through the stores, in the fields, hiking in nature, through the prisons, hospitals, nursing homes, – wherever my feet may go – that my words will be your words, that my eyes will see as your eyes see, that my ears will hear as your ears hear, and that people will truly know that it was Your presence that touched their life today. Amen and amen.
All photographs are by June Friesen taken at the Phoenix Zoo in Arizona, 2021. Used with permission.
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by Christine Sine,
Last week, I found myself re-reading a portion from Return to Our Senses about learning to listen to silence and spent the whole week trying to immerse myself in silence. I asked my Facebook followers: What sounds draw you into silence? Then came Lilly Lewin’s inspirational Freerange Friday – The Gift of Silence. I think God is trying to say something here and not just to me.
Sixteenth-century John of the Cross called silence God’s first language. Not so much a silent place which is almost impossible in our noisy world, but a silent soul, almost as difficult to accomplish with our wandering minds, noisy hearts, and perpetual inner chaos. But once again, I pose my question of a few years ago: Are We Deaf to Silence?.
St Benedict uses 2 words for silence: quies and selentium.
Quies is the silence that comes with the absence of noise. The silence that comes as we turn off the TV, disconnect from the internet and discard our cell phones. This is an external silence. It is an extremely important form of silence that all of us who live busy, urban lives crave and yet find it difficult to enter into. And it is one aspect of the silence that I always appreciate during our quarterly retreat times.
Silentium is an internal and intentional posture of complete attentiveness towards God. It is the silence of making space for, taking time for, and paying loving attention to the One we proclaim to be our beloved God. This kind of silence is often expressed in contemplative prayer. It is often more difficult to enter into than quies because it doesn’t just mean finding a quiet place, it means establishing a quiet attitude. It requires us to set aside the distractions of our minds and hearts, draw from the stillness that is within us, and communion with the spirit of God in a very special way. It is this kind of silence that I think Elijah experienced in the wilderness as related in 1 Kings 19:11-13 (adapted from Return to Our Senses 53, 54).
I suspect that we are even more deaf to the silence of silentium than we are to the silence of quies.
Richard Foster suggests that the reciting of poetry is one way to help enter into this kind of contemplative silence as it invites us to slow down and listen. The reciting of Psalms is obviously a good place to start, but I am increasingly finding that contemporary prayers written by others provide a marvellous pathway to silentium. One of my favourite prayer writing inspirers is John O’Donohue. His book, To Bless The Space Between Us, is one that I come back to time and again. However, over the last couple of weeks, I have also been invited into silence by poetry written by some of our own Godspace authors. Kim Balke’s Driftwood Dreams has had me in tears at times and has the added advantage of inviting me back into physical spaces where I have found silent refreshment in the past. Ana Lisa de Jong‘s poetry is particularly inspirational and I love how Jenneth Grazer reads her poem Alchemist from her book, Joy Instead of Mourning: Words For Winter. Talk about drawing me into silence!!!
I don’t find that it is just reading poetry that draws me into silence, it is also writing it that touches my soul in a way that nothing else seems to. As you know, I write a lot of poetry these days, much of it revolving around garden imagery. Not surprising as the garden is one of the places where I most frequently encounter the silentium of God. I hope you enjoy this poem which bubbled up from within me as I contemplated silence this week and particularly as I thought about what invites me into silence. You might like to take some time to reflect on what invites you into silence too.
There are sounds
That call me into silence,
That invite my soul to rest
And sit in the Holy presence of my beloved Jesus.
There are sounds
that still the chaos of my mind
that quiet my wandering heart and center my distracted spirit.
The melody of birds in the early morning hour,
The soft fall of water in my desktop fountain,
The whisper of my breath
As I turn my thoughts inwards,
Towards my beloved One.
Here I sit in reverential stillness
At peace within and without,
Surrounded by the gentle embrace,
Of the One who is my all and in all.
© Christine Sine – June 2021
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