In Honor of Mother’s Day, for all Mothers, Everywhere
I grew up in SW Oklahoma. We raised cattle and horses and sometimes chickens. We lived the cycle of Nature year round. We planted wheat and oats in late October. Depending on the weather, we could harvest truckloads of wheat and oats during the summer. It was an amazing bounty. The lesson I learned was this. If we pay attention and work with Creation, we would do well, even during difficult times.
One of the great blessings of farming is experiencing the rhythms and magic of Creation. Even now, I am reminded every morning that Creation is the constant expression of a Creator who is more than we can even begin to imagine. We are continually blessed and nurtured by all of Creation. Creation expresses Divine Harmony, Beauty, and Bounty, even if we forget. When the world of humans seems to be teetering on the brink, remember that all of us belong. We are all blessed by Creation, every day. Creation nurtures, heals, and sustains us all day and all night, with every breath we take.
~ Morning Prayers ~
Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.
Sweet the rains new fall, sunlit from Heaven
Like the first dewfall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the New Day.
~ Celtic Evening Prayer ~
Deep peace of the running wave to you,
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace of the shining stars to you,
Deep peace of the gentle night to you.
Deep peace of the Son of Peace to you,
All through this night.
(Morning Has Broken, copyright ~ Cat Stevens)
