We have been dining sumptuously on this book for the last three weeks in our program. The book is chock-full of incarnational anecdotes and insights that kept me wanting to read more. Each chapter voiced "my thoughts exactly!" or "I can't believe she just wrote that!"
For today's "book club" review with our supervisor, we walked to the nearby park. Our assignment? Write a prayer about what the day was expressing to us. So here goes.
I am delicate bubbles on the stream
filled with the full breath of life.
If you have ears to hear
let the tone resonate in your heart.
I am the slime on the rocks
beneath your feet.
If you have bare feet to balance
let my ice cold water refresh your soreness.
I am the stickery blades of dry grass
next to the new growth of clover.
If you have wiggly toes that separate
let my fur wrap your digits with love.
Listen. The birds harmonize.
Breathe. The warm air softens every edge.
Move. I am alive.