Category: Daily Prayer

A reading of Psalm 100 1 Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. 2 Worship the Lord with gladness; come before him with joyful songs. 3 Know that the Lord is God. It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. 4 Enter his gates with thanksgiving and...

Choose Peace Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. Ephesians 4: 2–3 NIV® Alfred Nobel made a fortune from the invention of dynamite, which changed the course of warfare. Perhaps because of the horrors that...

Good morning, Cornerstone friends. The trees are mostly bare now and we are moving closer to Advent. It feels more like winter, and in a normal year we would be counting shopping days before Christmas. Let us stop thinking of counting and spend time on more important things. Hold not your peace, O God, do not...

WHEN WAS THE AWAKENING? by Amy Perry The freest we can be Is between our Mentality. Fiends try to ween us From seeking the unseen. Heed what we need from those Who lead with dishonorable greed. We are a tough breed And we’re planting the seed For a new Mentality. The history that we read Is...

GLIMPSE Chase Twichell It was as if a window suddenly blew open and the sky outside the mind came flooding in. My childhood shriveled to a close, thread of smoke that rose and touched a cloud — or the cloud’s replica adrift on the slow river of thinking — and disappeared inside it. In that dark...

Be open to the night… Pray with open hand, not with clenched fist… Shapes loom out of the darkness, uncertain and unclear: but the hooded stranger on horseback emerging from the mist need not be assumed to be the bearer of ill… The night is large and full of wonders… Lord Dunsany Good evening and welcome...

Good evening, everyone. Welcome to Friday evening’s prayers. Do you remember getting lost? Perhaps this happened to you as a child, or perhaps you remember panicking when a child was lost while in your care. It’s many, many years ago when that last happened to me, but I still recall what it felt like, and even...

Welcome to Friday morning, almost halfway through November. Let us greet the day in prayer. Creator God, we thank you for today and its promise of renewal, its significant hope. May we take up your invitation to live as people of hope, to greet everyone we meet today, online or in the real world, with a...

A reading from Psalm 40 1 I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. 2 He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. 3 He put a new song in my mouth,...

Where to find hope? And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us. Romans 5: 5 NIV® The announcement of this second lockdown set me thinking on how to approach the situation positively. The word ‘Hope’ came to mind. Hope,...

Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart, and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Do not search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is...

Good morning on Armistice or Remembrance Day. Some familiar lines from wartime poets: They shall grow not old as we that are left grow old. Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning we will remember them. Laurence Binyon When you go home tell...

Simple joys are holy By Donovan Leitch  If you want your dream to be Take your time, go slowly Do few things but do them well Heartfelt work grows purely If you want to live life free Take your, time go slowly Do few things but do them well Heartfelt work grows purely Day by day,...

Georgic By Michael Prior  This is the landscape I was made for, where the work is a word half-recalled, unpronounceable without practice, or a story in which my great-grandfather tends a strawberry farm in a small town beside the Pacific: the rotting mulch, the suck of mud on a boot, vines’ frost-stunted fruit; the way the...