The following is from today’s Office of Readings and Morning Prayer. There is such tragic imagery in this first sentence by Thomas a Kempis. Lord, have mercy. Christ, have mercy. Lord, have mercy...
“I have seen those who once were fed with the bread of angels take comfort in the husks of swine.
There is no holiness where you have withdrawn your hand, O Lord; no profitable wisdom if you cease to rule over it; no helpful strength if you cease to preserve it. If you forsake us, we sink and perish; but if you visit us, we rise up and live again. We are unstable, but you make us firm; we grow cool, but you inflame us.” (from the Imitation of Christ)
O send forth your light and your truth;
let these be my guide.
Let them bring me to your holy mountain
to the place where you dwell (Psa 43)
And finally, part of a prayer from another morning’s office that is one of my favorites:
Our lives are surrounded with passing things; set our hearts on things of heaven, so that through faith, hope and charity we may come to enjoy the vision of your glory.