The reading echoes my experience on this cold rainy day in the pandemic. The third atmospheric river will arrive this afternoon. My first task is to prepare a box for mailing before a Zoom class at 10:00am. I light the fireplace, then eat some Raisin Bran, drink some Folger’s. My eyes land on the tablet page:
Ancient Celtic Prayer – Kindling the Fire
This morning, as I kindle the fire upon my hearth, I pray that the flame of God’s love may burn in my heart, and the hearts of all I meet today.
I pray that no envy and malice, no hatred or fear, may smother the flame.
I pray that indifference and apathy. Contempt and pride, may not pour like cold water on the fire.
Instead, may the spark of God’s love light the love in my heart,
That it may burn brightly through the day.
And may I warm those that are lonely, whose hearts are cold and lifeless,
So that all may know the comfort of God’s love.
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