I’ve been hearing it a lot lately.
“I’m tired. I’m weary. I’m exhausted.”
There is a sense of fatigue that goes beyond the physical.
It goes beyond the emotional.
It goes beyond the intellectual.
As news of terrorist attacks,
massacres in churches,
and the world seems to move further away
from what many believe God asks (Micah 6:8)
… “act justly, love mercy and walk humbly with your God,”
a fatigue that is soul-deep
causing a state of unwellness
… personally, communally, relationally, globally
is surfacing and in some situations, exploding.
In the difficult days that have recently passed
Celtic spirituality invites thoughtful reflection.
“May the peace of the tallest mountain
and the peace of the smallest stone
be your peace.
May the stillness of the stars watch over you.
May the everlasting music of the wave lull you to rest.”
May rest come this night
to the weary, bereaved, hospitalized,
institutionalized, imprisoned, homeless,
addicted, fearful, abused.
And may peace come to the world
… and all nights to come.
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