Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Tag: prayer

Most Merciful God

Most merciful god. I am in resistance to what is. I have not loved you with my whole heart. I have not loved others as myself. I have sought my will, and not yours.

Most merciful god. I have been blind to your mercy. I have not seen the perfection of this present moment. I muse that if things were different, we might all be happy…we might all be in love…we might all be at peace…we might all seek god. Yet this moment cannot be other than it is. It is, what had to be.

Most merciful god. We must know despair to understand happiness. We must be consumed by hatred to crave love. We must know the horror of war to prefer peace. We must experience separation to seek wholeness.

Most merciful god. May I see this suffering as grace. May I surrender to your will. If this is the path we must walk to the kingdom of heaven, may we tread quickly. Amen.

I Noticed God Noticing Me

Did I notice god, or was I noticed? I think he must have always been there, waiting to be seen. Supporting me as he supports the universe, with tenderness and infinite love. Always reaching for me, and waiting patiently for me to reach back. Yes, that must be it. I noticed god noticing me, and I reached back.

I noticed god noticing me and reached back, and I was welcomed by a bounty of bliss. I was invited into the divine dance between finite mankind and our infinite god. But we aren’t just dancing, we are drawing closer.

I prayed that there be no separation between us. I prayed for all that does not serve my highest good and the good of others be taken away. I prayed for sanctity. I prayed for the dance to never end and that I be drawn into unending union.

I prayed many prayers, with no small amount of trepidation. How I sympathize with St. Augustine’s wayward words, “Lord make me pure, but not yet!” But the time for wayward prayers has passed.

Compassion for your Children

God
grant me
the grace
to have compassion
for your children.

Preserve
my heart
that it may not
grow hard
from overuse.

Grant
me the patience
to balm
even self inflicted
wounds.

Lord
may their
endless suffering
never hide you
from my sight.

 

Om Beats the Universe

Om
beats
the
universe.

Om
hums
the great
mantra.

Om
sings
the great
song.

Om
beats
the
universe

Om
hums
the great
heart beat.

Om
sings
the great
spirit.

Om
beats
the
universe.

Grant Me Strength

God cleanse
of impurities
my mind
body and soul.

Make of me
an instrument
of thy will.

A bringer
of the new
a destroyer
of the old.

An embodiment
of thy peace
joy and love.

Guide me
that I may
walk in
thy ways.

Grant me
the grace
to do thy will.

God grant
me strength
that I may
not falter.

The Burden of Being Me

Lord
relieve me
from the burden
of being me.

God
allow me to
rest in
thy being.

Lord
permit
my ego
to die.

God
grant your
presence
within me.

Lord
may the distinctions
betwixt us
be none.

God
may I walk
blissfully
within thee.

Lord
may we
at last
be one.

Son of the Morning

Son of
the
morning.

Bring
forth
dawn.

Brightness
outshine
night.

Son of
the
morning.

Bringer
of
light.

Brighten
my
soul.

Seek God Within

It is sad to see the spiritual ambition of seekers without a contemplative practice turn to heresy. It is only by our regular pilgrimage to the well of faith that we cultivate discernment, and purify our hearts and minds. Those who forego this sacrament inevitably get lost in the false corridors of the analytical mind, and worship the false gods of their ego. Forsake heresy and seek union with god through inner silence.

Unbend your neck.
Get off your knees.
Sit upright with poise.
Seek god within.

A Prayer for Mystics

Find satisfaction
in the perfection
of small things.

Be in awe
of mundane
miracles.

Do less
be more
want less
be grateful.

Find love
in the midst
of everything.

Be at peace
in the maelstrom
and doldrums alike.

Do more
with less
want not
be equanimous.

This is a prayer
for mystics
and a practice
for would-be saints.

God of My Heart

God
of my
heart.

I join
my purpose
with
thy will.

Make of
my crude
soul
thy divine
flame.

Break open
my calloused
heart
that I
may express
thy
love.

I sacrifice
my selfish
desires
and striving
ego
on the
alter
of thy
grace.

I extinguish
ambition’s
embers
and selfish
longing.

That I
may lose
myself
in thy
infinite
creation.

I forfeit
the I
that
I am.

That I
may
become
fate’s tool.

Instrument
of thy
will.

Bearer
of thy
love.

Sun
of thy
morning.

Servant
of thy
infinite
creation.