Most every morning, before my prayer journal work, I say aloud: The LORD's Prayer, The Apostles' Creed, a prayer from The Book of Common Prayer (slightly modified), and the Hail Mary.
The first two, of course, were always a part of my growing up years, said every Sunday in church.
The Anglican Prayer added to my repertoire, and the Hail Mary, some many years ago.
I was long uncomfortable with The Hail Mary until I gave it some thought with a Rosary gift from the chaplain at Gethsemani Abbey, Fr. Matthew Kelty.
These traditional elements comprise, for me, a foundation - when all else seems fragile and fluid, or slipping away, I find these elements to be a reminder, an encouragement, to be steady ... or not to worry when my personal reservoirs of faith run dry ...
The mercy, the love, the goodness of God, doesn't depend upon me, though I'm a part of what God is doing. Not my decision, not my effort or faith ... but that of God. And all of it by grace.
ππ’π πΉππ‘βππ, π€βπ πππ‘ ππ βπππ£ππ ... πΌ ππππππ£π ππ πΊππ π‘βπ πΉππ‘βππ π΄ππππβπ‘π¦, πππππ ... π΄ππππβπ‘π¦ πΊππ, π’ππ‘π π€βππ πππ βππππ‘π πππ ππππ ... π»πππ ππππ¦, ππ’ππ ππ πππππ, π‘βπ πΏππ
π· ππ π€ππ‘β π‘βππ ...
Sure, criticism abounds ... male language and such ... and I'm not blind or deaf to them ...
I say them, I would like to think, mindfully and carefully ... with awareness and sensitivity ...
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