¨He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted...
to comfort all who mourn...to provide for those who grieve...
bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes,
the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair. ¨
Isaiah 61:1-3
In the midst of this pain, Lord,
Make me attentive.
Attentive to unexpected beauty.
Help me to see it, to perceive it.
Let me be in synch
with the Spirit´s redemptive craftsmanship
against this backdrop of tragedy.
A backdrop of ugly rawness,
painful memories & the smoldering of death.
You say You will bring beauty -
Beauty from the ashes of death,
from the ashes of mourning...
You say You can transform even that.
So let me discern, O Lord,
this promised artistry.
Let me participate in its unfolding,
delight in its telling,
take comfort in its transforming blessing.
Grace my head, O King,
with the garland of beauty.
Grace my heart & life
with restored joy,
with laughter,
with dancing and song.
Make me attentive, Lord,
to the beauty.
Photo by: Noukka Signe
Attentiveness to beauty... as you continue to practice it, we see it well reflected in your heart and life... may you find it in your mirror often this fall, or at meal around the family dinner table, where moments of laughter, song and dancing are often first reflected...
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