Arrival

Thursday 24 December 2009

Dear God,

We struggle, we grow weary, we grow tired.  We are exhausted, we are distressed, we despair.  We give up, we fall down, we let go.  We cry.  We are empty, we grow calm, we are ready.  We wait quietly.

A small, shy truth arrives.  Arrives from without and within.  Arrives and is born.  Simple, steady, clear.  Like a mirror, like a bell, like a flame.  Like rain in summer.  A precious truth arrives and is born within us.  Within our emptiness.

We accept it, we observe it, we absorb it.  We surrender to our bare truth.  We are nourished, we are changed.  We are blessed.  We rise up.

For this we give thanks.

Amen.

Michael Leunig - When I Talk To You:  A Cartoonist Talks to God

7 comments

  1. Oh Sue, this is beautiful - thank you!

    Happy Christmas!

    Mike

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  2. I love Leunig's take on prayer, and this is one of my favourites. An aussie treasure is he.

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  3. Beautiful, Sue. Merry Christmas!

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  4. A Happy, Merry, Soulful Christmas, Sue.

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  5. Love this.

    Wow...how cool that you got another copy of this book after quoting it here on your blog (I'm reading it out of order)

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  6. Barbara - yeah, it is pretty cool, hey :)

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