Holy Tuesday

So great today to be at our cathedral with the clergy of the diocese, a tradition in which bishop and priests and deacons renew their ordination vows and the bishop blesses the oils used in the diocese for baptisms and anointing the sick and dying.

The leader for our morning meditations was Brother Curtis Almquist, SSJE - a person of whom I am very fond. In his invitation to embrace silence, he offered this prayer, which I take with me through the rest of this week and toward Easter. The poem is called "Clearing" and is written by Martha Postlewaite.

Do not try to save

the whole world

or do anything grandiose.

Instead, create 

a clearing

in the dense forest

of your life 

and wait there

patiently

until the song

that is your life

falls into your own cupped hands

and you recognize and greet it.

Only then will you know

how to give yourself

to this world

so worth of rescue.