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Letting Go With Trust in the Divine
Opening Song: I Will Surrender by Karen Drucker
Opening Prayer: French Trappist monk Charles de Foucauld (adapted by Dennis McDonald)
Great Mystery, I abandon myself into your hands;
do with me what you will.
Whatever you may do, I thank you:
I am ready for all, I accept all.
Let only your will be done in me,
as in all Your creatures -
I wish no more than this, O God.
Into your hands I commend my soul;
I offer it to you with all the love of my heart,
for I love you,
and so need to give myself,
to surrender myself into your hands,
without reserve,
and with boundless confidence,
For you are my Source of Life.
Reading: The Sacrament of Letting Go by Macrina Wiederkehr
Slowly
She celebrated the sacrament of
Letting Go…
First she surrendered her Green
Then the Orange, yellow, and Red…
Finally she let go of her Brown…
Shedding her last leaf
She stood empty and silent, stripped bare
Leaning against the sky she began her vigil of trust…
Shedding her last leaf
She watched its journey to the ground…
She stood in silence,
Wearing the color of emptiness
Her branches wondering:
How do you give shade, with so much gone?
And then, the sacrament of waiting began
The sunrise and sunset watched with
Tenderness, clothing her with silhouettes
They kept her hope alive.
They helped her understand that
her vulnerability
her dependence and need
her emptiness
her readiness to receive
were giving her a new kind of beauty.
Every morning and every evening she stood in silence and celebrated
the sacrament of waiting.
Reflection – 1 minute
Litany: Blessing the Season of Autumn
Voice 1: Blessed are you, autumn, chalice of transformation, you lift a cup of death to our lips and we taste new life.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 2: Blessed are you, autumn, season of the heart’s yearning, you usher us into places of mystery and, like the leaves, we fall trustingly into eternal, unseen hands.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 1: Blessed are you, autumn, with your flair for drama you call to the poet in our hearts, “return to the earth, become good soil; wait for new seeds.”
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 2: Blessed are you, autumn, you turn our faces toward the west. Prayerfully reflecting on life’s transitory nature we sense all things moving toward life-giving death.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 1: Blessed are you, autumn, you draw us away from summer’s hot breath. As your air becomes frosty and cool, you lead us to inner reflection.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 2: Blessed are you, autumn, season of so much bounty. You invite us to imitate your generosity in giving freely from the goodness of our lives, holding nothing back.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 1: Blessed are you, autumn, your harvesting time has come. As we gather your riches into our barns, reveal to us our own inner riches, waiting to be harvested.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 2: Blessed are you, autumn, season of surrender, you teach us the wisdom of letting go as you draw us into new ways of living.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 1: Blessed are you, autumn, season of unpredictability. You inspire us to be flexible to learn from our shifting moods.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Voice 2: Blessed are you, autumn, feast of thanksgiving. You change our hearts into fountains of gratitude as we receive your gracious gifts.
R/ Blessed are you, autumn.
Closing Song: Leaves Don’t Drop, They Just Let Go by Carrie Newcomer
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