a prayer inspired by a prayer of the Columban Fathers
Our Father who is above us:
We are magnetized to mercy and love; attracted toward a friendship with the divine.
Distractions and abstractions often get in the way of knowing you more fully.
But you are faithful to sit alone when we have stood you up.
You are loyal to your love for us even while we doubt your motives and question whether or not you’ll be there for us.
You reside in the house of my absence; your summer home is the villa of my ignorance.
Why do you keep my place so tidy when I won’t even offer you a drink?
Momentary events bring us doubt, but time reveals the quiet work you are ever up to.
You share your life for all and invite us to share our lives with you;
to tell you bluntly of pain and loss, to seek enlightenment when confusion strikes, to sing with you over every little thing that brings us joy.
Your welcome is like an open door where the family gathers for a holiday
and the long, suffering patience you possess gives room for the skeptic, confidence to the believer
and a passion to spread the good news in fewer words and with greater compassion.
In this way you save us: holding back the closing doors of a narrow mind and broadening the channels of our hearts.