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Let all things now living a song of thanksgiving
To God the creator triumphantly raise.
Who fashioned and made us, protected and stayed us,
Who still guides us on to the end of our days.
God’s banners are o’er us, His light goes before us,
A pillar of fire shining forth in the night.
Till shadows have vanished and darkness is banished
As forward we travel from light into light.

His law he enforces, the stars in their courses
And sun in its orbit obediently shine;
The hills and the mountains, the rivers and fountains,
The deeps of the ocean proclaim him divine.
We too should be voicing our love and rejoicing;
With glad adoration a Song let us raise
Till all things now living unite in thanksgiving:
“To God in the highest, Hosanna and praise!”

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To be grateful is to recognize the Love of God in everything He has given us – and He has given us everything. Every breath we draw is a gift of His love, every moment of existence is a grace, for it brings with it immense graces from Him. Gratitude therefore takes nothing for granted, is never unresponsive, is constantly awakening to new wonder and to praise of the goodness of God. For the grateful person knows that God is good, not by hearsay but by experience. And that is what makes all the difference.

― Thomas Merton

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The weight of arrogance is such
that no bird can fly
carrying it.

And the man who feels superior
to others, that man
cannot dance,

the real dance when the soul takes God
into its arms and you both fall
onto your knees in
gratitude,

a blessed gratitude
for life.

– St. John of the Cross (1542-1591)

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“Open wide the window of our spirits, O Lord, and fill us full of light;
Open wide the door of our hearts,
That we may receive and entertain thee with all our powers of adoration and love. Amen”

~ Christina Rossetti

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Creator God,
forgive our moments of ingratitude,
the spiritual blindness that prevents us
from appreciating the wonder that is this world,
the endless cycle of nature,
of life and death and rebirth.
Forgive us for taking without giving,
reaping without sowing.
Open our eyes to see,
our lips to praise,
our hands to share.
May our feet tread lightly on the path we tread,
and our footsteps be worthy of following,
for they lead to you.

~ faithandworship

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O Jesus,
Make our hearts so human,
That others may feel at home with us,
So like yours, that others may feel at home with You,
So forgetful of self,
That others might simply become the place
where you and they meet.
In the power of your love
and the joy of your friendship. Amen

~ Fr Paul Costello

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Wholeness and brokeness

can be strangely misleading.

We wear our “wholeness”

like a badge of honour

seldom recognising

that it is a shield;

our prized vulnerability a mask

deflecting gazes

which we fear

may linger too long

and see what is within.

Yet, if we could but own

our brokeness,

find it held by fellow-pilgrims

as a sacrament;

we may yet discover

that in our fragile, broken selves

we are more whole

than ever we were

hiding behind our strength;

and where we see only fracture

God sees instead

a window

through which

His light and life

may flow.

To see each other as we really are is sacred. We stand on holy ground with another when they trust us enough to be real. It is a privilege, and one we need to see more of in the Christian community.

– source unknown

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By making peace with the present moment….That present moment is the field on which the game of life happens. It cannot happen anywhere else. Once you have made peace with the present moment, see what happens, what you can do or choose to do, or rather what life does through you. There are three words that convey the secret of the art of living, the secret of all success and happiness: One With Life. Being one with life is being one with now. You then realize that you don’t live your life, but life lives you. Life is the dancer, and you are the dance.

~ Eckhart Tolle, from ‘A New Earth’

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It’s not so much that we’re afraid of change
or so in love with the old ways, but it’s that place
in between that we fear. It’s like being between
trapezes. It’s Linus when his blanket is in the dryer.
There’s nothing to hold on to.

– Marilyn Ferguson

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Prayer of Thanksgiving

God of all blessings,
source of all life,
giver of all grace:

We thank you for the gift of life:
for the breath
that sustains life,
for the food of this earth
that nurtures life,
for the love of family and friends
without which there would be no life.

We thank you for the mystery of creation:
for the beauty
that the eye can see,
for the joy
that the ear may hear,
for the unknown
that we cannot behold filling the universe with wonder,
for the expanse of space
that draws us beyond the definitions of our selves.

We thank you for setting us in communities:
for families
who nurture our becoming,
for friends
who love us by choice,
for companions at work,
who share our burdens and daily tasks,
for strangers
who welcome us into their midst,
for people from other lands
who call us to grow in understanding,
for children
who lighten our moments with delight,
for the unborn,
who offer us hope for the future.

We thank you for this day:
for life
and one more day to love,
for opportunity
and one more day to work for justice and peace,
for neighbors
and one more person to love
and by whom be loved,
for your grace
and one more experience of your presence,
for your promise:
to be with us,
to be our God,
and to give salvation.

For these, and all blessings,
we give you thanks, eternal, loving God,
through Jesus Christ we pray. Amen.

~Adapted from “Prayers of Our Hearts” © 1991 Vienna Cobb Anderson.