Monasteries of the Heart

Midday

Mantra
Let not the heat of the noonday sun
wither my spirit or lay waste my hopes.
May I be ever green,
a strong shoot of justice,
a steadfast tree of peace.

-- Mary Lou Kownacki, OSB

Antiphon
Peace is mine; and all is well.

Psalm 84
How lovely is your dwelling place, God of Life.
I am longing and yearning, yearning for your presence.
My whole being cries out to you; to you, the living God.

Even the sparrows find a home
and the swallows, a nest for their young
As for me, I search for you,
God of Life, Eternal One.

All who dwell in your presence forever sing your praise.
The hearts of all whose strength is in you
are set on Zion’s path.

As they make their way through the valley of bitterness,
They make it a place of running springs.
The early autumn rains cloth it with blessings,
they walk with ever growing strength.
They will see you, God of Zion;
God of life, hear my prayer; listen, God of Israel.

Turn to us, God, our refuge;
look on the face of your anointed.

One day within your house
is better than a thousand without you.
The threshold of your house
I prefer to the dwellings of the wicked.

You are our source of strength.
You give us your favor and glory.
You will not refuse any good
to all who walk in sincerity.

God of Life, happy are all who trust in you!

Reading
Your life shall be brighter than the noonday; its gloom shall become as morning, and you shall be secure, because there is hope; you shall look round you and lie down in safety, and you shall take your rest with none to disturb. (Job 11:17-19)

Reflection
As God’s word unfolds, it gives security.

Mantra
Let not the heat of the noonday sun
wither my spirit or lay waste my hopes.
May I be ever green,
a strong shoot of justice,
a steadfast tree of peace.

-- Mary Lou Kownacki, OSB