Saturday, June 27, 2020
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The Choice before Us: A Prayer with Psalm 1
Israel has a choice to make. and each of us has this same choice.
Every morning when we wake and rise we greet the day and the Lord with evidence of our choice. As we dress, as we eat, as we prepare to go into the world. Every action we take is a sign to God of what he means to us.
As we go to school or enter work places and as we unlock doors and prepare for the day, we are an expression of God’s love for humanity and creation.
As we interact with colleagues and students we tell God what we think of our relationship with God and others.
As we write and administer assessments, evaluate work – that of others and our own – we use the measuring stick with which we will be measured.
As we end our work day to move back into our homes, we see God in the way we live, the people and things which have import for us.
As we bend on our knees or sit in our chair, or lie on our bed to recall the day, we see what treasure we have stored up in heaven to return to God.
We each have choices to make. As Psalm 1 tells us, we are a forest of trees planted along the bank of the river that flows to the New Jerusalem. We are to bear fruit many-fold according to our gifts. We bear this fruit with great Hope.
Blessed are they who hope in the Lord.
Blessed is the one who follows not the counsel of the wicked nor walks in the way of sinners, nor sits in the company of the insolent, but delights in the law of the Lord and meditates on God’s law day and night.
Blessed are they who hope in the Lord.
Not so the wicked, not so; they are like the chaff which the wind drives away. For the Lord watches over the way of the just, but the way of the wicked vanishes.
Blessed are they who hope in the Lord.
Dearest Lord, may we produce fruit in abundance for you in due season. Not when we wish, but rather as best suits your plan for all of us . . . in your due season. May we choose light when we rise, light as we go about our day, light as we tuck ourselves into hearth and home. May we never stray from you, from your truth, from your Way.
Amen.
To read the Robert Frost poem, The Path Not Taken that begins with the words: “Two paths diverged in a yellow wood”, go to: http://www.bartleby.com/119/1.html
Adapted from a reflection written on October 11, 2007.
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