Moment of Oneness, June 26, 2024 - prepared by Margaret Dilgen

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Opening Prayer  

Creator of all, we celebrate the sun and rain of summer.  We marvel at the green of chlorophyll-laden grasses and at the aroma of nectar-filled flowers.  In these things we see your ever-present creativity and joy.  With them we sing your praise.  Amen.

Opening Song  All You Works of God, Marty Haugen

https://youtu.be/vCTyaOcB4xk

Reading  

Morning Poem, by Mary Oliver

Every morning
the world
is created.
Under the orange

sticks of the sun
the heaped
ashes of the night
turn into leaves again

and fasten themselves to the high branches —
and the ponds appear
like black cloth
on which are painted islands

of summer lilies.
If it is your nature
to be happy
you will swim away along the soft trails

for hours, your imagination
alighting everywhere.
And if your spirit
carries within it

the thorn
that is heavier than lead —
if it’s all you can do
to keep on trudging —

there is still
somewhere deep within you
a beast shouting that the earth
is exactly what it wanted —

each pond with its blazing lilies
is a prayer heard and answered
lavishly,
every morning,

whether or not
you have ever dared to be happy,
whether or not
you have ever dared to pray.

Time for Reflection

Prayer for Summer

Our response will be “In your name they are blessed.”

Each green blade of grass, each leaf of every vine, each petal of every flower, these that make the earth breathe joy…. “In your name they are blessed.”

Every trailing snail, every leaping frog, each toad in every garden, these, the shy and invisible creatures of earth….”In your name they are blessed.”

All the soaring eagles, the clever hawks, every songbird, each carrying its own tune, every tiny hummingbird at every flower, these that light the summer with sound and color…..”In your name they are blessed.”

Each wary fox, each shy deer hiding her fawn, every lumbering bear, chattering squirrel, skittering chipmunk, these that bless the earth with their footsteps….”In your name they are blessed.”

Closing Prayer

Christ of the Universe, we find you in these, your blessed ones.  We give you thanks for their presence, which is your presence, for their voices, which is your voice, for their aromas and their footsteps, which are yours, here on this precious Earth.  

Closing Song, “When Jacob Awoke” by Christopher Grundy
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