November
I came across a beautiful prayer of thanksgiving which I want to pass along. It was composed by a Methodist pastor who served a church in Philadelphia for many years and I think it is one that is very appropriate for the season. You might want to put it on the refrigerator door and read it again and again as Thanksgiving approaches.
Lord, thank you for each moment,
for the blue-sky moment,
the softening earth, the refreshing wind,
for the sap flowing,
the bird nesting, the yellow bush,
for my full heart
and the joy rising in me.
Soften me
to receive whatever comes as a gift
and to praise you in it.
Lord, thank you for each moment
for the twilight moment,
the pause, the good tired,
for the quiet reflection,
the slowing down, the mysterious sunset,
for contented heart
and the wisdom growing inside me.
Gentle me
to feel whatever comes as a gift
and to praise you in it.
Lord, thank you for each moment,
for the midnight moment,
the loneliness, the fretful wondering,
for the watchful stars,
the long ache, the sleepless wait,
for my restless heart
and the hope straining in me.
Focus me
to see whatever comes as a gift
and to praise you in it.
Lord, thank you for each moment,
for the high-noon moment,
the job, the necessary routine,
for the sweaty struggle,
the high-risk challenge, the impulse to change,
for my fierce heart
and the courage gathering in me.
Ground me
to wrestle with whatever comes as a gift
and to praise you in it.
Lord, thank you for each moment,
for the shared moment,
the listening, the unguarded word,
for the fragile openness,
the ready smile, the accepted difference,
for my passionate heart
and the trust rooting in me.
Stretch me
to grow with whatever comes as a gift
and to praise you in it.
Lord, thank you for each moment,
for the charged moment,
the confrontation, the accurate demand,
for the hard decision,
the breathless gamble, the unexpected growing,
for my intense heart
and the truth expanding in me.
Excite me
to be open to whatever comes as a gift
and to praise you in it.
Lord, thank you for each moment,
for the holy moment,
the music, the child's eyes,
for the sunlight,
the touch, the tears,
for the trembling pleasure,
the unutterable beauty, the breathing,
for the life and love and heart in me aware,
and the wholeness spreading in me.
Touch me
through whatever comes as a gift
that I may be grateful
and praise you in it all.