Showing posts with label image of God. Show all posts
Showing posts with label image of God. Show all posts

Friday, February 06, 2009

Maternal Prayer







Mommy, Mommy!




Mother of the universe,
Into whose lap we wish to climb,
Praise your kind presence and love.
May your grace envelop the world
So that all will heed you
Just as your cherubs do.
Provide wholesome food each day
To nourish our bodies,
So we may seek you to nourish our souls.
Do not spank us when we stray.
Let us remember your forbearance
When others choose to stray
And make us stumble.
Take us by the hand,
Lift us away from danger.
Rock us in your arms
Because you are love, comfort, and nurture,
Eternity's Mother,
Forever God,
Amen.


Photo by David Paul Ohmer

Monday, February 25, 2008

Image of God

So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.


When I consider the creation,
These words of Genesis rise first.

We are created in God's image.
Both men and women are created
In the image of the Almighty.



What is this image that we reflect?
Not our physical aspect;
God is not matter.
Through the centuries,
Great Christian thinkers
Have understood God's image to be
The mind.
Our thoughts contain
Glimmers of the Creator.
Remember that when thoughts stray.
Ask for forgiveness for the evil
That we create within our minds.
Pray.
Let our minds connect with God.


Photo by *L*u*z*a*

Thursday, February 21, 2008

The Danger Outside


My cats are confined within my home because the house next door has been sprayed for termites. Poison is all around. The cats stare in longing out the window, then pace and plead with me for freedom. I know that such freedom would be dangerous, perhaps fatal.


Are we like my cats,
Uncomprehending of the dangers outside,
Outside of God's commands?
Do we tread God's will with impatience,
Sure that life would be better if we were released?
I believe that I must answer yes.
What seems like freedom
Leads to death.
The poison of the world
Steals our soul
Little by little
Until we are dead inside,
Until there is no love for others,
Only for ourselves.
Our prayers are pleas
For what seems to us the best.
God knows to answer as we want
Would place danger in our path through life.
Let me act as one made in the image of God.
Let me understand God's will.


Photo by Vieux bandit