O God who speaks to us in a still small voice, speak to us now. Help us on this morning of sunshine and daffodils and birdsong to attend to that still small voice, to look within, to know ourselves.
But, O God of our secret hearts, let that inward gaze be a beginning not an end. Let us not become so enamored that we, like Narcissus, the youth of myth, become ensnared by our own reflections.
Grant us courage, O Flame of Life, to look outward in love, so that we may see truly Your world and the others who inhabit it. Direct our gaze away from our own navels so we may recognize our larger purpose.
After we look within, direct our vision outward: to our families, our co-workers, our neighbors, our church, our city, our nation, our blue shimmering planet. What words need to be spoken? What needs to be done?
You have given us eyes to see. How can we do ought else but Your will and Your work?
9 April 2006
by Head Deacon Dave Skidmore