Lent 25 (Nursery Rhymes)

All the pretty little horses:
holy to the LORD!

The dapples and grays, the pintos and bays:
holy to the LORD!

The cat and the fiddle, the cow and the moon:
holy to the LORD!

The dog full of laughter, the dish and the spoon:
holy to the LORD!

Also the black sheep with all its wool:
holy to the LORD!

The boy who is empty, the home that is full:
holy to the LORD!

From theĀ green & yellow basket
to a bicycle built for two:
holy to the LORD!

From the mouse on the clock
to the lavenders blue:
holy to the LORD!

on Zechariah 14:20

Lent 17

My steps are glad, my God, my steps are glad!
My feet strolling the grass delight in your gentleness
and climbing the rocks, honor your enduring faithfulness!
How blessed is this wild path evolving before me, not because
the way is easy but because the course is within God’s purview!
Let my stride become light; let my spirit be encouraged;
let the eyes of my heart be opened to discern the way
with childlike fascination — delighting in discovery,
never lost under the sky of your Love.

“No matter what map has lost you
Love is the way.”
(No Matter What, by Rob Leveridge)

The Year (Ella Wheeler Wilcox)

What can be said in New Year rhymes,

That’s not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,

We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,

We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,

We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,

We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,

And that’s the burden of the year.


(“The Year” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 19th century poet; in the public domain.)

Advent 12/19/12

I cannot dance, O Lord,

Unless You lead me.

If You wish me to leap joyfully,

Let me see You dance and sing —


Then I will leap into Love —

And from Love into Knowledge,

And from Knowledge into the Harvest,

That sweetest Fruit beyond human sense.


There I will stay with You, whirling.


By Mechtild of Magdeburg, a 13th century German mystic. From For Lovers of God Everywhere: Poems of the Christian Mystics, Roger Housden. Hay House, Inc.: 2009. 164.