At the dawn

On my flight from Paris to Nairobi, I was reading through Awed to Heaven, Rooted in Earth by Walter Brueggemann. One of his prayers resonated with me. Because of jet lag I've been every awake morning in Kenya listening to the day start with the whispers of birds turning into a full chorus. As I watched the light begin to filter through the shear curtains, I was reminded of the words of Brueggemann's prayer. 

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At the dawn by Walter Brueggemann 

Our first glimpse of reality this day - every day - is your fidelity. We are dazzled by the ways you remain constant among us,

in season, out of season, for better, for worse, in sickness and in health.

You are there in watchfulness as we fall asleep; You are there in alertness when we awaken... and we are glad.

Before the day ends, we will have occasion to flag your absence as indifference... but not now, not at the dawn.

Before the day ends, we will think more than once that we need a better deal from you... but not now, not at the dawn.

Before the day ends, we will look away from you and relish our own fidelity and our virtue in mercy... but not now, not at the dawn.

Now, at the dawn, our eyes are fixed on you in gladness,

We ask only that your faithfulness permeate every troubled place we are able to name, that your mercy move against the hurts to make new, that your steadfastness hold firmly what is too fragile on its own.

And we begin the day in joy, in hope, and in deep gladness. Amen.
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