The Seasons of our Lives
The seasons are etched into the very fibre of our being. The unfolding of the universe, the cycle of life we see all around us each year, is displayed in the trees and plants, and in the weather we experience.
In this we find a rich metaphor for the journey of our own life. The prayers that follow are crafted around these seasons. The Sower went out to sow the seed….
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TEACH ME YOUR WAYS |
TO BE OF THE EARTH |
A reading from the gospel according to Matthew
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WHERE THE SEEDS FELL The soil my self. The sowers those good and not-so: folks and circumstances. And chance and grace – yes, these twin sisters. The seeds. They dropped heavily those large and fulsome seeds unexpectedly on heart soil. But they all but disappeared those mustard seeds of rich potential unnoticed in their delicacy. Those winged seeds lightly blown on gusts of winds at work. Carried by rain and flood warmed by sun nestled in shade the seeds. |
Jesus Mafa
Time and no-time
has played the lead with my unconscious receptivity, my ready spirit. The flowers have bloomed, the fruit grown ripe, and yet more seeds take root and harvests yet to come await. I I am left with wonder knowing I am held. (Marianne Novak Houston) |
REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE |
Let your life speak ...
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Small group work:
In groups of three, each will share whatever feels comfortable about what has been identified. There may be some events or relationships that you don’t feel comfortable talking about. That’s fine. In your sharing tell a brief story about the people or events you identify. Your group members will listen without giving advice or ‘fixing’ you, interacting simply by asking questions that might help you go deeper into the significance of these life-bearing moments and thus help you identify some of your natural gifts. |
Let us conclude our prayer and reflection with the mantra: TEACH ME YOUR WAYS
Everything that happens to you is your teacher…
the secret is to learn to sit at the feet of your own life and be taught by it. Polly Berends |