Open Your Eyes

Wednesday, September 11

9-11By Peggy Michael of Cantonment, Florida, USA

O Lord, our Sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory above the heavens. …When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars that you have established; what are human beings that you are mindful of them, mortals that you care for them? …the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes along the paths of the seas. O Lord, our Sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth!

—Psalm 8:1, 3–4, 8–9

Darkness cloaks the land as mounds of rain clouds blot out the light. Thunder resounds across the hills, and people scurry for shelter from the deluge that follows. After a time, a timid ray of sunlight pierces the tattered, worn-out clouds. And then another ray of sunlight breaks through, followed by another.

The cowardly storm retreats, and all creatures come out of hiding to celebrate the cleansing of the earth.

Close your eyes and imagine there are no trees; there are no lakes where fish swim or lumpy tadpoles fatten in the shallows. What if dragonflies did not hover atop the grass to wait for prey? How sad it would be if there was no doe to lead her unsteady fawn into a sunlit patch in the thicket.

Open your eyes now. Awaken your senses. Listen to the wind whisper from pine to pine, and to the woodpecker hammering at the tree. Stoop to see the tiny orchids peeking through the grass.

Now, imagine the pleasure of our Creator seeing how we experience the various and particular beauty around us. How majestic is God’s name in all the Earth!

Prayer for Peace
God of glory, God of wonder, every fiber of my being yearns to know you—to do your bidding, to dwell in your Holy Presence. Forgive me for times when my eyes were closed. Forgive me for time I wasted on shallow concerns and for trying to shape my pitiful life with my own hands. Still, you call me and urge me onward. O God of the ages, please reflect your glory in this fragment of flesh and use me to share Christ’s peace.

Spiritual Practice: Psalm Writing
The psalms are prayers of honesty and trust. The psalmist trusts God’s presence in times of fear and failure, joy and plenty, growth and change. Write a short psalm-prayer expressing to God the truth about your physical, emotional, and spiritual state. What are your deepest feelings, longings, and needs? What prayer of praise, intercession, or petition flows from you as you consider your life and the life of God’s world?

Peace Covenant
Today, I will hear God’s voice as whispered to the grasses beneath my scurrying feet. I will slow down and respond.

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