9/19/17

Pause for Prayer: TUESDAY 9/19

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I don't know, Lord, nor can I imagine
how many are the times you've forgiven me:
they are many, many more than I can count...

You forgive the big wrongs I've done
and you forgive the small things, too -
and you forgive me all the times (too many!)
when I've actually believed
I had nothing for you to forgive...

Your mercy and pardon, Lord,
are greater, larger, broader and deeper
than all my sins
and you are always ready, waiting,
to wash me clean,
to bathe me in your love...

I was reminded of this just recently, Lord,
when my own weaknesses and carelessness conspired
to catch me in a trap of my own making,
leading me away from your truth and your word
to my own foolishness...

And on that ill-chosen path I met you
looking for me,
looking to redirect my steps
until I found my way again,
until once more I found your way, Lord,
and claimed it for my own...

Before I lose my way
you've made a map to guide me home
to you and to your love...

Even before I fail
you have mercy stored up
waiting to forgive the sins
I've not yet even thought of...

In an instant, at a prayer's notice
from my repentant heart,
you overlook my folly
and give me grace to change my mind,
to change my heart,
to change my ways,
to change me from the inside out,
recreating me to be
the person you created me to be...

Show me your mercy, Lord,
and when and where and just how much
I need it:
let me not miss it when you grant it
nor take it all for granted...

Open my heart to your mercy, Lord,
and to the ways it changes me
and leads me in your ways...

Make me as merciful
and generously forgiving of others
as you are, Lord,
with me...

Amen.




 

   
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9/18/17

Monday Morning Offering: 9/18

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Good morning, good God!

Seems in my part of the world, Lord,
you’re easing us into autumn
with warm sunny days wrapped
in cool mornings and evenings…

The balance, just now, is near perfect
but soon a chill will spill into afternoon hours
and slowly pick the leaves from trees
until they’re bared of beauty,
summer’s glory fading fast...

Something in me longs to stall the seasons changing, 
to stay the summer, holding back the dying
that comes 'round each year
as sunlight plays its game of hide-and-seek.
There’s a time for fall, Lord,
and for a brisk nip in the air quickening my step and pace,
for branches scratching prayers across a harvest moon,
for such rare, spare beauty -
I offer you my praise and thanks…

Inside and out, Lord, 
my body and soul stand between these seasons:
no change in nature’s phases fails
to change in turn the seasons of my heart…

The rhythms of creation,
of suns and planets, moons and tides
all echo in my heart and my soul knows
how all that lives will die
and all that dies will rise again
when comes that spring that has no end… 

Walk me from summer to fall, Lord,  
that I not lose an hour's sunlight 
or a day's warmth  
or a moment's memory of sand and shore... 

Walk me into fall from summer, Lord:  
show yourself in all your leafy autumn beauty,  
dropping down to lay a colored carpet,
a path beneath my steps... 

Help me let go of what I hold too tightly,
what cannot last the whole year through,  
and let my empty arms embrace what comes
with trust that even in the falling, in the dying,  
you are with me, faithfully present 
and abiding in all the seasons of my life... 

Be my bridge, Lord, from summertime to fall  
and ready me for all that lies ahead:  
the winter and the cold, the springtime and its promise
and summer once again... 

Walk with me, Lord,   
and help me walk as gently with others  
as you do with me... 

Receive my prayer, this morning's offering,  
and keep through the week ahead...  

Amen.

 


 

   
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9/17/17

Homily for 9/17

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Homily for the Twenty-fourth Sunday in Ordinary Time
(Scriptures for today's Mass)

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WRATH and ANGER are hateful things
yet the sinner hugs them tight.

And not just wrath and anger: 
we hold on to so many things, hugging them tightly,
things that do us no good and only bring harm,
things that separate us from one another and from God,
things like
RESENTMENT
GRUDGES
ENVY
STUBBORN PRIDE
PREJUDICES
and HARD FEELINGS…

Oh, what time and energy we invest in clutching and holding on like this,
time and energy that might be devoted to so many,
more worthwhile and more fruitful efforts.
How many relationships in our families,
in our neighborhoods and friendship circles,
in our parish,
how many of our relationships are strained, at odds or ruined
because we hold tight so many stubborn feelings and emotions
that separate us from one another?
And the problem is not just among us.
In the first reading, Sirach asks some good and penetrating questions.

- How can we nourish, how can we feed the anger we hold
and expect to be free and open to receive the Lord’s peace?

- How can we cherish and embrace our wrath and contempt
and hope to reach at the same time for God’s merciful pardon?

Too often we think that circumstances peculiar to our own situation
give us license to hold a grudge
and permission to withhold forgiveness
on account of the harm that’s been done us?

How often do we think we’ve tried hard enough and long enough
and should at some point be free to stop trying
to be merciful and forgiving?

Jesus answers this point eloquently in the gospel today:
How many times must you let go your anger and wrath?
Seven times?  No… more like 77 times!
 (a mystical number meant to imply an infinite number!)

When we let go our wrath and anger,  our resentment and grudges,
our envy and stubborn pride, our prejudices and hard feelings,
then we free our arms to embrace mercy and love
and when we embrace mercy and love
then we embrace God.

We go to the Lord’s Table now, in the shadow of the Cross,
where Christ laid down everything, emptying himself out
in mercy and love for us
opening his arms wide to embrace us
and to teach us how to fill our arms and hearts.

This is a time for us to look,
as we approach the altar,
to see what we carry in our arms this morning,
to see what we hold tight,
to see what we need to let go...

At this altar Jesus opens his arms in mercy
and seeks to fill us with his love,
inviting us to embrace him, his Body and Blood,
in the Bread and Cup of the Eucharist.

Pray with me that he who forgives us over and over again
will teach us to forgive one another in the same way.






 

   
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Pause for Prayer:SUNDAY 9/17



Two eyes, a nose, a mouth, two ears:
   in this we’re all alike…

So, help me see behind these features, Lord,
  and into the souls of others
     whose vast variety is but a glimpse
        of the infinite beauty that is you, 
           in all of us...

Amen.


 

   
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9/16/17

Pause for Prayer: SATURDAY 9/16


After a summer break, my priests support group met this past Tuesday night. This song was part of our prayer together, a song I'd never heard.  Its composer is John Becker whose Litany of the Saints is very popular.  Pause with me and let this song lead you through the day...


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Blessed are the poor in spirit,
longing for their Lord,
for God's coming kingdom shall be theirs.
Blessed are the sorrowing,
for they shall be consoled,
and the meek shall come to rule the world.

Lead me, Lord, lead me, Lord,

by the light of truth

to seek and to find the narrow way.

Be my way; be my truth; be my life, my Lord,

and lead me, Lord, today.

Blessed are the merciful,
for mercy shall be theirs,
and the pure in heart shall see their God.
Blest are they whose hunger
only holiness can fill,
for I say they shall be satisfied.

Blest are they who through their lifetimes
sow the seeds of peace;
all will call them children of the Lord.
Blest are you, though persecuted
in your holy life,
for in heaven, great is your reward.


 

     
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9/14/17

Pause for Prayer: FRIDAY 9/15



Over the past year, Lord,
I've come to find, to know, to hold a peace
deep within,
the likes of which I've never known before...

I find myself at peace with you, Lord,
with the world and the people around me
and with myself:
I have no way to put into words
the gratitude I have for this unexpected gift,
this unexpected peace...

I know so many, Lord,
who long to find, to know and hold
just this inner peace I've found - and if I could
I'd slice and package what I've found
and share it, generously,
here, there and everywhere
with those I love
and with all whose paths cross mine...

Help me share this gift in any way I can, Lord,
and because I believe it's your desire that each of us
find and know and hold
this unexpected blessed peace
of mind and heart and soul,
send your Spirit to waken in others
what's taken me some 70 years to find...

Help others find your peace
soon and very soon -
but all in your good time, Lord,
all in your good and mysterious time...

And while we wait (and wait some more)
to find and know and hold this inner peace,
be with us Lord:
give us the patience we need
to wait for your peace;
give us the wisdom we need
to know your peace when it comes;
give us the faith we need
to hold this peace, once found,
as the most precious gift that you might give,
the most unexpected blessed gift
that we might hope to find
and know and hold...

Amen.




 

   
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9/13/17

Pause for Prayer: THURSDAY 9/14

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Lord,
when I feel like I'm drowning….

drowning in my work and responsibilities,
in my fears and anxiety,
in my worries, doubts and troubles…

drowning in my loss, my loneliness and grief,
in my self and in my passions,
in my confusion and my foolishness…

drowning in my sins and in my failures,
in my sorrow and my hopelessness...

when I feel like I'm drowning...

remind me that you're always there, Lord:
that you see me in the depths,
that you reach down and take my hand
to draw me up and out
until I break the surface
and your Spirit breathes in me
until I breathe again in hope
to live another day...

remind me, Lord, 
that you walk the waters of my life
and will not let me perish:
that you rescue me and pull me
from the depths when I am sinking,
that you save me from myself...

remind me that you'll never forget me,
never abandon me,
never let me slip beyond your grasp
but that your hand will hold me fast
and pull me free of danger
'til I rest, secure and safe, 
in you, my Lord, my Savior...

Amen.


 

   
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9/11/17

Pause for Prayer: TUESDAY 9/12



I will instruct you 
   and show you the way you should walk,
give you counsel and watch over you...
- Psalm 32

I could use some help, Lord - if you'd instruct me  -
  on the way I should walk...

Sometimes it seems I'm standing still, idling,
   at the intersection of a dozen different streets
      and I don't know which way to turn, which road to take...

Some streets look like paths I should avoid,
  some are signed One Way, the arrow pointed towards me,
     some are warning Do Not Enter
         and one is even marked Dead End...

Three or four or more are paths that look inviting
   but I still don't know which one to choose, which way to turn,
      in what direction I'll find the peace I'm seeking...

So, I pray, instruct me, Lord
   and show me the way I should go...

I will instruct you 
   and show you the way you should walk,
give you counsel and watch over you...

Be my guide, my map, my chart, Lord,
   my GPS, my WAZE
      to take me street by street and turn by turn...

Give me counsel on bearing left or right;
   give me guidance on which lane to travel,
      when and where to exit and what roadblocks lie ahead...

Show me the most direct route to get to where I'm heading,
   to where I need to be;
help me keep track of my speed, of when I go too fast
   and when I go too slow...

Teach me not to be afraid or slow to ask for directions!

Help me learn, Lord, that relying solely on my inner compass,
   my own "sense of direction," I often lose my way
      and move in stubborn circles, going nowhere...

And when I don't even know my destination, Lord, guide me
   until I get my bearings, until the scenery looks familiar,
      until I have the sense that I'm following your lead,
         that you know the way and will bring me safely home...

I will instruct you 
   and show you the way you should walk,
give you counsel and watch over you...

When I come to unsafe roads or the One Ways,
   the Do Not Enters and the Dead Ends,
give me a cup of black coffee, Lord, to keep me awake
   and help me make the choices that are sure and safe,
      to take the turns that keep me on your path...

And here, today, in the quiet of my prayer, Lord,
   unfold the map of my life and let me see where I've been,
      the wrong turns I've taken and the short cuts that have hurt me...

Let me study the highways that will speed me home
   and the scenic routes that lead me, in leisure,
      to the same destination...

Show me the streets you'd have me follow this week,
   the turns you'd have me make and the direction in which
      your Spirit is guiding my journey...

In the stillness, Lord,
   help me leave behind the hustle of the highways
      and rest in your company on the side of my life's roads...

I will instruct you 
   and show you the way you should walk,
give you counsel and watch over you...

Give me peace to know where you lead me
   and wisdom to know your way...

Give me your own sense of direction for my life, Lord,
   and travel every mile, every street, every step,
      by my side...
 
Amen.



 

   
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Monday Morning Offering for 9/11


Today we remember the tragedy of a clear September morning, 16 years ago...  Spend some time with my Pause for Prayer; with Carl Daw's haunting anthem; and with a few verses from Psalm 46...


Let us pray...

Gracious God,

All good gifts come from your hand,
and into our clumsy grasp
you entrust the precious realities
of life, justice and peace.

We remember this day
how fragile is the gift of peace
and how vulnerable are we
in each other’s hands.

We remember those who died
and those who mourn their loss...

We remember those whose courage
gave us a new model for bravery...

We remember those who gave their lives
to save their neighbors...

We remember that day, that sunny morning
when the borders of our nation
were broken through to the depths of our hearts...

We remember and we pray
for the healing and peace
that only you can give
and that all of us must share...

Bring us to the day, O God,
when war is but a memory
and peace our way of life...

Bring us to the day, O God,
when a harvest of justice
will nourish the people of every nation...

Hasten the advent of that day, O God
and let our pride not stand in its way... 


Hasten the day of justice and peace
and let nothing we do
keep us from its promise...

Amen.


When Sudden Terror Tears Apart



When sudden terror tears apart
the world we thought was ours,
we find how fragile strength can be,
how limited our powers.

As tow’r and fortress fall, we watch
with disbelieving stare
and numbly hear the anguished cries
that pierce the ash-filled air.

Yet most of all we are aware
of emptiness and void:
of lives cut short, of structures razed,
of confidence destroyed.

From this abyss of doubt and fear
we grope for words to pray,
and hear our stammering tongues embrace
a timeless Kyrie.

Have mercy, Lord,
give strength and peace
and make our courage great;
restrain our urge to seek revenge,
to turn our hurt to hate.

Help us to know your steadfast love,
your presence near as breath;
rekindle in our hearts the hope
of life that conquers death.


By Rev. Carl P. Daw, Jr. who  wrote this hymn to commemorate the terrorist attack on the World Trade Center towers and the Pentagon September 11, 2001 The hymn debuted a week later at the noon Eucharist at the Episcopal Church Center, New York City, on September 18, 2001.   (2001 Hope Publishing Co.)




From Psalm 46
God is our refuge and our strength,
   an ever-present help in distress.
Thus we do not fear,
   though the earth be shaken
and mountains quake
   to the depths of the sea,
The Lord of hosts is with us...
- Psalm 46



 
 
   
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