I am especially glad of the divine gift of laughter; it has made the world human and lovable, despite all its pain and wrong.
Laughter can renew like a short nap in the afternoon or a refreshing journey outside after a long day.
My mother and I have always had a way of sharing a burst of laughter that might touch us so deeply it can bring soul-washing tears. Under stress, feeling pain or the burden of grief, we can find ourselves noticing something silly one of us may have said. In a snap, we are moved into Grace-filled and stress-releasing laughter. And in those moments, we know laughter’s divine gift.
No one can plan this type of laughter. It is spontaneous and comes from a deep place in each of us. It is healing and brings people together.
At this time in our world, I pray we share much of this type of laughter- amongst ourselves and beyond our neighborhoods.
We are in need of its healing and its ability to unite.
Quote: W.E.B. Du Bois
PHOTO: Eye for Ebony
found in Gratefulness.org
We must continually choose love in order to nourish our souls and drive away fear,
just as we eat to nourish our bodies and drive away hunger.
Quote: Elisabeth Kübler-Ross and David Kessler
Photo: Michael Fenton
May anxiety never linger about you.
May your outer dignity mirror an inner dignity of soul.
Take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek no attention.
Be consoled in the secret symmetry of your soul.
May you experience each day as a sacred gift,
woven around the heart of wonder.
Anxiety has lingered much longer than I ever thought it could. These words are a balm, encouraging a smile and welcoming me to this present moment. On reflection, it must have been those quiet miracles that moved me through days, weeks and years when I was unable to focus.
I’m grateful for a heart of wonder. May I use this wonder to reach out and explore possibilities before me. May I experience wonder’s gift as holy and healing.
Quote: John O’Donohue, from For Presence
Keep watch, dear Lord, with those who work, or watch, or weep this night,
and give your angels charge over those who sleep.
Tend the sick, Lord Christ; give rest to the weary,
bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted,
shield the joyous; and all for your love’s sake. Amen.
May we be aware of all who journey through these nights working, watching and weeping. For the caregivers, the doctors, the nurses and the chaplains who stand by the bed of those who are struggling to live – breath by breath. For the loved ones, the parents, the children, the neighbors and the prayerful who must stand outside the doorway – concerned and scared.
May we offer our strength and hope to these people who rise to their sentinel call as the sun sets. From the top of a lighthouse to the rail of a bridge, these are the people who focus in the dark to comfort and protect those suffering and weary.
May we pray for the arrival of relief. Relief in the form of healing, in the joy of reunions and in the return of peace and comfort around home’s hearth.
Prayer found in Episcopal Book of Common Prayer
Photo: Wendy Claire Barrie
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
May the clarity of light be yours,
May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
May the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
Wind work these words
Of love around you,
An invisible cloak
To mind your life.
Quote: John O’Donohue —
Excerpt from ‘Beannacht’ in his book: To Bless The Space Between Us
Photo: Ann Cahill – County Clare/Ireland