Constant Movement of life,

Breath of ever-changing being,

Holy One, forming and transforming continually—

This dancing world is Your Body,

This evolving world is Your being flung forth;

Let me trust the changing of my own life,

For I have become a stranger in a strange land.

               In the disappearance of the familiar

                              Let me recognize the mystery of Your transforming dance;

In the preponderance of the untried

                              Let me accept the challenge of your unfolding newness;

               In the absence of old friends

                              Let me discover the presence of the human circle;

              

In the landscape of the strange

                              Let me open to the wonder of earth.

Your being in me turns in a kaleidoscope of brilliance

And darkness opens into light that dazzles then dims.

Everything given, give me courage to let go,

Then hold me safe in the emptiness,

As the changing suffuses my life

And brings me forth

New.

Reference: Christin Lore Weber, Blessings: A WomanChrist Reflection on the Beatitudes, Harper & Row Publishers, San Francisco, 1989, pp. 13-14. Used with permission.

Image 1: Randy Robertson, His Fingerprints, CC BY 2.0, flickr.com, April 4, 2008.

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