Wednesday, August 26, 2009

A shapeless sensation of alarm shot through with light

Suddenly I’s lanky frame shadowed the doorway as he leaned against the jamb. N. glanced up and gasped when she saw the stricken look on his face. A very frightened H. stood beside him, clinging to his hand. There was no cart with wood outside.

OK. So the little domestic scene I used between the really dark moments shifted abruptly from reflective bliss to visions of horror. Rather as life suddenly surprises us unpleasantly, yanking us from the ordinary and plunging us into anxiety, sorrow, and combinations of frantic action and frustrated inability to do anything.

The sorcerers' telegraph kicks into action but the spell is almost ready to be cast.

Tonight my prayers are raised for numerous people going through painful times. Some have suddenly, or not so suddenly, become mourners. Some have been stricken with great distress or sudden illness or tragic news. Some are filled with fear or anxiety, some with despair, some are struggling to hope. Some wrestle with chaos, some wrestle with facing the next day.

May grace rain down upon them like oil of healing, anointing them, calming them, strengthening them.

Peace keep your hearts this night, my tender ones.

--the BB


Fran said...

Prayers for all - prayers of healing, hope, support, transformation, consolation and hope.

Göran Koch-Swahne said...

Prayers ascending!