Season of Creation (Day 5)
September 05, 2024
Fr. John Colacino C.PP.S.

Day 5

Psalm (147:15-18)
 
God sends out his word to the earth
and swiftly runs his command.
 He showers down snow white as wool,
he scatters hoar-frost like ashes.
 
 He hurls down hailstones like crumbs.
The waters are frozen at his touch;
 he sends forth his word and it melts them:
at the breath of his mouth the waters flow.
 

How Long We Wait (Thomas Merton)

How long we wait, with minds as quiet as time,
Like sentries on a tower.
How long we watch, by night, like the astronomers.

Heaven, when will we hear you sing,
Arising from our grassy hills,
And say: “The dark is done, and Day
Laughs like a Bridegroom in His tent, the lovely sun,
His tent the sun, His tent the smiling sky!”

How long we wait with minds as dim as ponds
While stars swim slowly homeward in the water of our west!
Heaven, when will we hear you sing?

How long we listened to the silence of our vineyards
And heard no bird stir in the rising barley.
The stars go home behind the shaggy trees.
Our minds are grey as rivers.

O earth, when will you wake in the green wheat,
And all our Trappist cedars sing:
“Bright land, lift up your leafy gates!
You abbey steeple, sing with bells!
For look, our Sun rejoices like a dancer
On the rim of our hills.”

In the blue west the moon is uttered like a word: “Farewell.”

Musical Selection

Deep is the darkness that falls down on me
Long is the long night 'til morning will be
Bright be the north star to shine constantly
'Til winter brings you home safely to me
 
Blessed be the west wind
Blessed be the wild 'fall
Blessed be the ocean to carry you home
Blessed be cold winter, its storm and its sea
Blessed be the true love that brings you to me
 
Still is the valley, no bell to be ringing
Silent the harsh frost that crushes the tree
Frozen the heart with no song to be singing
'Til winter brings you home safely to me
 
Deep is the darkness that falls down on me
Long is the long night 'til morning will be
Bright be the north star to shine constantly
'Til winter brings you home safely to me
 
Meditation

In an attempt to simplify reality, there are those who would place responsibility on the poor, since they have many children, and even attempt to resolve the problem by mutilating women in less developed countries. As usual, it would seem that everything is the fault of the poor. Yet the reality is that a low, richer percentage of the planet contaminates more than the poorest 50% of the total world population, and that per capita emissions of the richer countries are much greater than those of the poorer ones.How can we forget that Africa, home to more than half of the world’s poorest people, is responsible for a minimal portion of historic emissions?

It is often heard also that efforts to mitigate climate change by reducing the use of fossil fuels and developing cleaner energy sources will lead to a reduction in the number of jobs. What is happening is that millions of people are losing their jobs due to different effects of climate change: rising sea levels, droughts and other phenomena affecting the planet have left many people adrift. Conversely, the transition to renewable forms of energy, properly managed, as well as efforts to adapt to the damage caused by climate change, are capable of generating countless jobs in different sectors. This demands that politicians and business leaders should even now be concerning themselves with it. (LD 9-10)

Prayer
 

There is a winter in all of our lives, 
a chill and darkness that makes us yearn 
for days that have gone 
or put our hope in days yet to be. 
Father God, you created seasons for a purpose. 
Spring is full of expectation 
buds breaking 
frosts abating and an awakening 
of creation before the first days of summer. 
Now the sun gives warmth 
and comfort to our lives 
reviving aching joints
bringing colour, new life
and crops to fruiting. 
Autumn gives nature space 
to lean back, relax and enjoy the fruits of its labour 
mellow colours in sky and landscape 
as the earth prepares to rest. 
Then winter, cold and bare as nature takes stock
rests, unwinds, sleeps until the time is right. 
An endless cycle
and yet a perfect model. 
We need a winter in our lives 
a time of rest, a time to stand still 
a time to reacquaint ourselves 
with the faith in which we live. 
It is only then that we can draw strength 
from the one in whom we are rooted
take time to grow and rise through the darkness 
into the warm glow of your springtime 
to blossom and flourish 
bring colour and vitality into this world
your garden.
Thank you Father 
for the seasons of our lives.  - Author Unknown

 

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