The Quiet Mystery

“Prayers are tools not for doing or getting, but for being and becoming.” – Eugene H. Peterson

May gratitude, joy, awe, wonder find a place in you this day.
In the noise and shouting, a whisper and song.
Remember the sacred and holy, entering with abandon the mystery, depth and light.

“Days pass when I forget the mystery.
Problems insoluble and problems offering
their own ignored solutions
jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber
along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing
their colored clothes; caps and bells.
And then
once more the quiet mystery
is present to me, the throng’s clamor
recedes: the mystery
that there is anything, anything at all,
let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,
rather than void: and that, 0 Lord,
Creator, Hallowed one, You still,
hour by hour sustain it.”― Denise Levertov, Sands of the Well