Slow my pace, God. Slow my life. Come sit by me at the well. I am exhausted.
Give rest to my heart; bring calm to my feelings. Come, lead me to the mountain. I am empty.
Give me these hours the leisure to be still that I savor the quiet of rolling hills, tasting the presence of the Divine.
Bring me from the running of the day and the doing of the duties to the sitting in the evening to know the reward of being.
Set aside the problems of mind; soothe the aches of the heart; give rest ot the body that I hear the music of my being and know a quiet that allows the soaring of the soul.
Be gentle, Teacher, teaching the truth of being. In gentleness, command: “Silence!”
In stillness embrace my spirit and re-enkindle with love… and opening the embrace give freedom to the soul.
Slow my pace, Spirit of Love, breathe into my being, Word….and with a mighty wind blow the incarnate word to the ends of the earth.
Monsignor Bernard Powers