Pray the prayer that is the essence of every ritual. God, I have no hope. I am torn to shreds. You are my first, my last and only refuge. Do not do daily prayers like a bird pecking its head up and down. Prayer is an egg. Hatch out the total helplessness inside. from A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings by Jalal al-Din
Father God, forgive us! Forgive us for making such weak use of your imperial power.
Forgive us for dropping our association with heaven. And forgive us for losing faith in who we are.
Father, forgive us for interfering with the two worlds meeting. For it is written… that what is in heaven is to be reflected on earth, because we are citizens of both countries — heaven and earth.
Father, let us move forward in the knowledge that the only thing that exists between heaven and earth is fear. Bless us with the patience to exist on the boundary where the two realms meet.
Open our eyes so that we might see that we belong to life; that we belong to Eternity; that through Christ Jesus we have a heritage of immortality; that we are ambassadors of heaven and earth; that we are a significant line of poetry in your universal poem.
Amen!
