When the bitter winds blow,
and the rain pours onto the soul of your life.
When you stumble and fall,
and when tears well up inside, but find no release.
When friends and family are afar,
and those night-hours of abject loneliness seem altogether too close.
When bones ache,
and the future uncertain seems.
Then, may the Divine’s pure radiance pierce your darkest times,
and a spectrum of light fill your heart of hearts,
and show you, as a beacon, the narrow, sure way.
When thoughts race, and won’t be still,
and lightning rages in your mind, disturbing you.
When things seem to go awry, or indeed, when things seem to go right
but there’s an air of disquiet in your inner being.
Then, may He come to you. (He comes in the storm.)
May the Father bless you with His Divine quietness and solitude. Total stillness.
May the Son shine into the totality of your unique self. Perfect brilliance.
May the Spirit, the Divine breath, whisper into your ear that you are a much loved child of God, the apple of His eye. Unconditional grace.
And may you, wherever you find yourself, experience the ‘thin place’ of God’s inestimable presence.
Beautiful beyond description. These words know my heart.
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Thank you for your kind words. I wrote those words exactly one year after my chemo and cancer operation. The physical desolation of that place in the photo, Yr Wyddfa in the distance, almost mirrored my emotional state a year earlier, and the words poured out.
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Aaaah, methinks we share a love for the late John O’Donohue, the spirit of whom dwells richly in this delightful prayer.
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The late John O’Donohue was a great man. I hope his ‘spirit’ approves!
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You have absolutely NO idea of how timely this for me.
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I’m pleased it served a good purpose and ‘spoke’ to you. Take care, GBY
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Tadhg, thank you! This is lovely. I do think John O’Donohue would approve.
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Thank you. You’re very kind. GBY
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So deeply moving ~ ~ ~
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Thank you. That piece was written one year after my cancer diagnosis, chemo, op and radio-therapy had taken place, and the mountain climb and trek in Wales was my way of showing gratitude to the Holy One.
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