Easy
“Right speech, harmlessness, restraint, according to the monk’s discipline. Moderation in food, at peace in remoteness and solitude, devotion to higher meditation.” -Buddha
“The root of all your jealousies is come from God who is beyond all comparison.” -Rumi
“To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul; in you I trust, O my God. Do not let me be put to shame[…]” -Psalm
Putting myself to shame is easy.
Keep me from wrong action.
Putting myself to shame is easy.
Guard me from wrong thoughts.
I know the way but am not taking it.
I know the way but lack intention.
I know the way but get distracted.
I know the way but my heart falters.
Putting myself to shame is easy.
Guide me to right actions.
Putting myself to shame is easy.
Give me courage to travel on narrow ground.
Putting myself to shame is easy.
Replace my will with Thine.
I know the way.
Help me to walk it.
Amen.
Life’s Narrow Cord
“Unwholesome action, hurting self, comes easily. Wholesome action, healing self, takes effort.” -Buddha
“You will be split apart by whisperings, dear heart, if you distinguish joys and trials.” -Rumi
“My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.” -Psalm
Woozy.
Tired.
Confused.
Low blood-sugar and the delayed realization.
Fragile.
The balance we sustain.
Moment by moment.
Life’s tightrope.
Continue to grant me the wisdom and skill
to trot along the narrow path to Your way.
Amen.
Like Ocean Waves
“The one who drowns in God desires more drowning, his soul tossed up and down like ocean waves.” -Rumi
“The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear?” -Psalm
True faith,
the tossing up and down of a soul that does not fear.
“Sometimes it causes me to tremble.”
I do not fear drowning when I grow weary of breathing.
When daily life feels more burden than blessing.
I must accept Your ways,
whether they take me up or down.
(to the precipice or through despair)
You have protected me from harm.
Thank You for Your blessings and grace.
Continue to revitalize my world-weary heart.
I love You.
Amen.
These Ancient Doors
“What’s ‘we’ in words? The ‘yes’ and ‘no.’ I’m not affirming. I am essenceless negation. I found identity in the impersonal state; I wove it into the impersonal state.” -Rumi
“Lift up your heads, O you gates, be lifted up, you ancient doors, that the King of Glory may come in.” -Psalm
There is recklessness in barring the doors to keep out the cold.
A heart is meant to warm the extremities of the body.
Open the ancient doors of my heart
and abide there in glory, O Lord Almighty.
I find identity in Your overwhelming presence.
Amen.
The Scent And Flavor
“The thirsty may seek water in the world, and in the world the water seeks the thirsty.” -Rumi
“Do not be far from me for trouble is near and there is no one to help.” -Psalm
My life is not soaked in desperation.
When I’ve called upon You, You have answered.
When I look to You for help, You have helped me.
When I needed a blessing, You have blessed.
How many times has Your unseen hand guided and protected me?
But, like an infant craving a secure embrace, I cry and rage at my fate.
Letting go is all about being ok with losing.
When I crave nothing, nothing finds me.
Seeker - have you strayed from your seeking?
Have you lost the scent and flavor of truth?
(Did you expect a different aroma?
Is it bitter and not sweet?)
Rescue me from the fire
blazing through my thoughts.
Tame the tiger of my critical nature.
Restore my soul to peace.
Amen.
Turning Gears
“The wise man, by vigor, mindfulness, restraint and self-control, creates for himself an island which no flood can submerge.” -Buddha
“May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.” -Psalm
Like a broken machine or discarded toolbox,
I am unable to fulfill the purposes for which I’m wired.
Constantly out of place.
A gear in the wrong mechanism.
This thumping drum surrounding my days.
Dissonance - the friction between mismatched pairs.
Mismatched ambitions.
Knowing what ought to be done and doing the other.
The teeth wear down, sharpen, then shatter.
(Fatigue,
Confusion,
Lack of Clarity,
Sloth,
Malice,
Pain,
Sorrow,
Fear.)
: The symptoms of this out-of-place-ness.
We display our understanding through our diligent actions.
You’ve shown me the way.
Please give me the resolve and courage to follow it.
Amen.
Hidden Faults
“Delightful are forests, where more worldly men find no joy. Being free of the pull of desire, saints, who seek no worldly pleasures, find delight in such places.” -Buddha
“Who can discern his errors? Forgive my hidden faults. Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me. Then will I be blameless, innocent of great transgression.” -Psalm
Hidden faults and those obvious.
Shame is the sign a man has a conscience.
In many ways I am unworthy of grace.
Please forgive my hidden faults and correct my inner ways.
Awaken the slumbering saint within me.
Please purify my will and intent.
Please use the portion You’ve given me to Your glory.
Amen.
Foes
“It is good to see the holy ones, to live with them is always happiness.” -Buddha
“He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters. He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes who were too strong for me.” -Psalm
Where is the space and avenue I should seek?
I have experienced seeing and dwelling with the holy ones.
I have experienced Your hand rescuing me from dark waters.
These things I know: I recall them with fondness.
I know my ways are far from Yours
I understand my rebellious nature.
I know I have no right to ask anything of You.
Thank You for caring for me.
Please forgive my many wrong ways.
I love You.
Amen.
The God Behind The Storm
“By making yourself as still as a cracked cymbal, not retaliating, you achieve nirvana.” -Buddha
”[…] he soared on the wings of the wind. He made darkness his covering, his canopy around him - the dark rain clouds of the sky. Out of the brightness of his presence clouds advanced, with hailstones and bolts of lightning.” -Rumi
“He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters.” -Psalm
When storm clouds gather
and the whole earth shakes,
thunder resounds
and lightning speaks:
“CALAMITY!
MISFORTUNE!
TERROR!
LOSS!”
— become still
as a discarded instrument,
silent as Sheol
and wait.
wait.
Wait to see the bright visage
of the god behind the storm.
Selah.
Listening Heart
One may recite a hundred verses full of vain descriptions, but a single verse bringing peace to the listener is worth far more.” -Buddha
“The cords of death entangled me; the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me. The cords of Sheol coiled around me; the snares of death confronted me. In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help.” -Psalm
Bring peace to my listening heart, Lord.
Your word is worth thousands upon thousands.
Enlighten these yawning days.
There is so much darkness entwined in these moments.
Bring peace to my listening heart, Lord.
Your ways are worth thousands upon thousands.
Guide my thoughts to Your righteousness.
Guide my actions to right-ness.
Correct the hue and shadows of my life.
Remake me into Your image.
Bring peace to my listening heart, Lord.
Your mercy and grace are worth thousands upon thousands.
Permeate Your presence into my moments.
Open my spirit to the flavor and aroma of Your being.
Amen.