Season of Creation (Day 13)
September 13, 2024
Fr. John Colacino C.PP.S.

Day 13

Psalm 18(17):12-13,17-18

 He made the darkness his covering,
the dark waters of the clouds, his tent.
 A brightness shone out before him
with hailstones and flashes of fire.
 
From on high he reached down and seized me;
he drew me forth from the mighty waters.
 he snatched me from my powerful foe,
from my enemies whose strength I could not match.
 

In the Rain and the Sun (Thomas Merton)

Watch out for this peeled doorlight!
Here, without rain, without shame
My noonday dusk made spots upon the walk:
Tall drops pelted the concrete with their jewelry
Belonging to the old world’s bones.

Owning this view, in the air of a hermit’s weather,
I count the fragmentary rain
In drops as blue as coal
Until I plumb the shadows full of thunder.
My prayers supervise the atmosphere
Till storms call all hounds home.

Out of the towers of water
Four or five mountains come walking
To see the little monks’ graves.
Flying the neutral stones I dwell between cedars
And see the countries sleeping in their beds:
Lands of the watermen, where poplars bend.
Wild seas amuse the world with water:
No end to all the surfs that charm our shores
Fattening the sands with their old foam and their old roar.

Thus in the boom of waves’ advantage
Dogs and lions come to my tame home
Won by the bells of my Cistercian jungle.
O love the livid fringes
In which their robes are drenched!

Songs of the lions and whales!
With my pen between my fingers
Making the waterworld sing!
Sweet Christ, discover diamonds
And sapphires in my verse
While I burn the sap of my pine house
For praise of the ocean sun.

I have walked upon the whole days’ surf
Rinsing Thy bays with hymns.
My eyes have swept horizons clean
Of ships and rain.
Upon the lacquered swells my feet no longer run.
Sliding all over the sea I come
To the hap of a slippery harbor.

Dogs have gone back to their ghosts
And the many lions, home.
But words fling wide the windows of their houses—
Adam and Eve walk down my coast
Praising the tears of the treasurer sun:
I hang Thy rubies on these autumn trees,
On the bones of the homegoing thunder.

Musical Selection (Enya)

Every time the rain comes down
I close my eyes and listen
I can hear the lonesome sound
Of the sky as it cries
 
Listen to the rain
Here it comes again
Hear it in the rain
 
Feel the touch of tears that fall
They won't fall forever
In the way the day will flow
All things come, all things go
 
Listen to the rain, the rain
Here it comes again, again
Hear it in the rain, the rain
 
Late at night I drift away
I can hear you calling
And my name is in the rain
Leaves on trees whispering
Deep blue seas, mysteries
 
Even when this moment ends
Can't let go this feeling
Everything will come again
In the sound falling down
Of the sky as it cries
Hear my name in the rain
 
Meditation
 

This itself excludes the idea that the human being is extraneous, a foreign element capable only of harming the environment. Human beings must be recognized as a part of nature. Human life, intelligence and freedom are elements of the nature that enriches our planet, part of its internal workings and its equilibrium.

For this reason, a healthy ecology is also the result of interaction between human beings and the environment, as occurs in the indigenous cultures and has occurred for centuries in different regions of the earth. Human groupings have often “created” an environment,reshaping it in some way without destroying it or endangering it. The great present-day problem is that the technocratic paradigm has destroyed that healthy and harmonious relationship. In any event, the indispensable need to move beyond that paradigm, so damaging and destructive, will not be found in a denial of the human being, but include the interaction of natural systems “with social systems”.

We need to rethink among other things the question of human power, its meaning and its limits. For our power has frenetically increased in a few decades. We have made impressive and awesome technological advances, and we have not realized that at the same time we have turned into highly dangerous beings, capable of threatening the lives of many beings and our own survival. Today it is worth repeating the ironic comment of Solovyov about an “age which was so advanced as to be actually the last one”.We need lucidity and honesty in order to recognize in time that our power and the progress we are producing are turning against us.(LD 26-28)

Prayer
 
God, Creator and Provider,
yours is the earth and its fullness,
the mighty oceans teeming with life.
Help us to tend wisely
what is ours in trust.
Prosper the work of our hands
and multiply the harvests of land and sea
for the good of peoples everywhere
and the glory of your name.
Grant this through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
God for ever and ever. Amen. (Roman Missal; ICEL, 1998)

 

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