Wednesday, 30 December 2015

Morning Prayer

Deliberations from this morning Morning Prayer

‘As your living Word…may the light of your love be born in us
to fill our hearts with joy’
Lord, too often my light is hidden behind my human weaknesses and inadequacies. 
Replace my fear of failure with the joy that only you can give - Joy that is pure,
and not tainted by human agenda.

‘For as the earth puts forth her blossom,
and as seeds in the garden spring up,’
This verse seems particularly apt today. 
The plants in the garden have been fooled into thinking that spring has come early,
but I fear the harsh bitterness of winter still lies ahead. 
Snow can fall as late as April. 
Do not be fooled.
This is not Spring, but a false promise. 
However, if winter does not arrive,
then I fear that the damage that mankind has done to the world is far more serious that we can understand or admit.

I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart,
in the company of the faithful and in the congregation.’
Later I will gather in the congregation to take part in the seasonal song and liturgy of ‘Jack and the Beanstalk’, for an evening of delightful slap dash and tomfoolery. Though more serious in nature, may our ecclesiastical ritual contain the same feeling of anticipation and joy, for surely the company of heaven is greater than any theatrical enterprise,. We are here for a season. not all eternity.

‘It goes well with those who are generous in lending and order their affairs with justice,’
Lord, I think of those whose homes and businesses have been overwhelmed 
by stinking effluent polluted floodwater, 
and I wonder how we have allowed this to be possible.  
We cannot control the weather, but what decisions have landowners made that allowed such vast amounts of water to flow into these valleys? 
Why have we built flimsy structures on floodplains? 
The quick profit from our schemes is nothing compared to the heartache of those affected, who have lost so much, and the future cost of rebuilding businesses, homes and infrastructure. It was not just bridges and buildings that were washed away, but hopes and dreams also. 
Praise to those who are working to rebuild and turn the stinking mess of greed and failure into fresh opportunities and stronger communities. 

‘From the rising of the sun to its setting
let the name of the Lord be praised.’
As I sit here and listen to the wind roar in the oak trees, and watch the darkness slowly turn to the grey dawn.
I am again amazed at your power and glory. 
You who created darkness and light,
and ordained their patterns of behaviour.
You who are Lord of the wind and cloud,
who cause the ripples to appear on
the surface of the pond,
and the leaves to dance according to your whim. You, who colour the greyness of the dawn with infinitely more than 50 shades
 and love us enough to give us free will, not bondage.

“Then the Lord spoke to the fish, and it spewed Jonah out upon the dry land.”
There is nowhere we can go and hide from you, omniscient God.
You care more about our salvation than our dignity

‘The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; 
those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness,
upon them the light has dawned.’
Lord, thank you, that you sent your Son Jesus to earth, not that I might have a new lens for my camera (useful though that is) but  that we might be reconciled to God.

For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, and through him God was pleased to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, by making peace through the blood of his cross.’

Thank you.

‘May God, who has called us out of darkness
into his marvellous light,
bless us and fill us with peace.