Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A Prayer to the God Within

O God of Every Season—You are All we can imagine You to be. O Ancient Love, are Our Hope through all Seasons of Life.

You are The Power hidden in the Ground of our Being.
You are The Seed in our Growing.
You are The Rain that Softens our Dry Hearts.
You are The Mountain we climb to get a better view.

You are The One we wait with in moments of Darkness.
You are The Hunger in all of our Yearning.
You are The Breath in our Breathing.
You are The Transformation in our Growing Seasons.

You are The Song we sing in any kind of weather.
You are The Love in our hearts reaching out to the lonely.
You are The Promise that keeps us hoping.
You are The Life behind all our dying.

You are The Dawn moving through darkness each morning.
You are The Morning Mist rising from the pond.
You are The Storm Cloud covering the sun.
You are The Rainbow rising in our tears.

You are The God hidden in bread and wine on our altars.
You are The Guest at our dinner tables.
You are The Fire in our passion for life.
You are The Gift in our lives that waits to be given.

You are The Center of all we have been,
all that we are and all that we yet can be.

-Macrina Wiederkehr


  1. Macrina, how beautiful, thank you! The person in the shadows of your photo is intriguing as well. You have a compelling new book unfolding!

  2. O Song of Songs give me the strength and determination to climb this mountain of clarity. What a beautiful prayer!

  3. This is beautiful--thank you! I don't know how I missed this post on Tuesday...I must have needed it after a long day today!