Tuesday Prayer

Do not forget that you serve
a Mystery
that neither you nor your father's father
nor your mother's mother began.
And the laughter and the tears
that accompany your labor
are not born
of your cleverness
or your holiness,
but are reflections of the Mystery of God
in the still waters
of the eternal lake
by the moonlight.

The God you serve is like an eternal lake
whose waters are always calm and clear like glass,
reflecting truth to all who gaze upon them.
A million million reflections
and the lake remains the same.

It is not your job to stir the waters
but to show the way to the lakeside.




words from The Art of Pastoring: Contemplative Reflections by William C. Martin
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