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Evening Prayer June 5 Heart of mine, when troubled, stop here longer in prayer. Listen to the song of the world, to the healing of the broken-hearted, to the bearers of hope rebuilding with the bereft, to the creators of compassion who know grief and know the ways of restoration. Heart of mine, rest here in the quiet for a while longer, held by the whole, until ready to try again, until hunger prods toward breaking bread and sharing that with someone else who may turn out to be in as much, if different, need. Heart of mine, can you feel the song of Love sings you into being in this moment? Turn into it, breathe, raise your heart in thanksgiving, and rejoin this dance of life with gratitude, with wonder, with not knowing what will come next. What comes next? An ‘Alleluia’, a steadying breath, the work and life that matters – let us be ready to live into the yes. Amen.
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Evening Prayer June 5

Heart of mine, when troubled, stop here longer in prayer. Listen to the song of the world, to the healing of the broken-hearted, to the bearers of hope rebuilding with the bereft, to the creators of compassion who know grief and know the ways of restoration. Heart of mine, rest here in the quiet for a while longer, held by the whole, until ready to try again, until hunger prods toward breaking bread and sharing that with someone else who may turn out to be in as much, if different, need. Heart of mine, can you feel the song of Love sings you into being in this moment? Turn into it, breathe, raise your heart in thanksgiving, and rejoin this dance of life with gratitude, with wonder, with not knowing what will come next. What comes next? An ‘Alleluia’, a steadying breath, the work and life that matters – let us be ready to live into the yes. Amen.

We are lovers, we say Yes to each other. Yes to life—to more and more of life—to its brevity, its grief, its disappointments. To its possibilities, its magnificence, its glory. We quarrel—because we glimpse further possibilities, the non-sense—and wish to lay claim to it. We remember death, and that life is brief, and that the time for love is now and more is possible. One more step toward the holy. It is to know the peace that passes understanding and that there is no peace. It is to love others as they are, warts and all, and to believe that more is possible, and to bespeak that wanting. It is to pray ‘Give us this day our daily bread….’ and to know that we do not live by bread alone. It is to remember death, and to love life and to accept them both as holy. More and more, then, the embracing of ministry is work for an artist—one who is alert to ‘apprehending the points of intersection of the timeless with time.’

Gordon McKeeman, Unitarian Universalist minister

(Delivered at the Unitarian Universalist Association General Assembly, Charlotte, North Carolina, June 24, 1993, as recorded on the UUA web site www.uua.org)

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