Monday Spiritual Ruminations: An August Night Prayer…

I call out this night

to the One I cannot seem to name

the One who is beauty and truth

light and dusk

evening and morning

winter and summer.

I cry out with an angst

deep in my being

that wants to know Your Name.

I always imagined I knew who You were and are

but lately

I hesitate to use the familiar monikers.

Oh nameless One!

I think I shall simply whisper Abba, Amma

and breathe in Yahweh and Jeshua

exhaling a Ruah

and in those breaths

allow Your Presence to Be.

Yes,

this fair August night

beckons sleep now.

I shall trust this night to Your loving, near to me Mystery.

Amen.

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I am a fabric artist and a professional minister in the Catholic Church. I am married for 40+ years to a most fabulous man. We have 4 adult children, 2 daughter-in-laws ( who we also consider to our children!) and 4 grandbabies. I love to weave, paint silk, sew and design garments for myself; bead, read, write and color. I am also a spiritual Companion/Director and have a special place in my soul for women who are healing and in need of healing from trauma and abuse. I love coffee, quiet reflective prayer time at my kitchen table and long walks to breathe in the Holy Spirit. I would like to learn how to spin yarn and will someday create a spun, hand dyed/painted, beaded, woven fabulous garment of peace!

2 thoughts on “Monday Spiritual Ruminations: An August Night Prayer…

  1. Goosebumps! Girl, you capture what people feel, but cannot say, themselves, spot on! I am in awe of your talents and beautiful personality!

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