Mystery

O MYSTERY, hidden in the stars, rooted in the trees, deeper than our knowing.
O Mystery, pulsing through our veins and every mountain stream.
O Mystery, bringing us to our knees in worship, filling our eyes with tears, breaking our hearts with the sorrow of the earth.
O Mystery, ablaze in sunsets, and shining like the moon.
O Mystery, calling forth a reverence for that which you have created.
O Mystery, God beyond our names and greater than our certainty or our doubts.
O Mystery, how wonderful you are, and holy is this day and this ground upon which we stand.

- Larry James Peacock
Openings: A Daybook of Saints, Psalms, and Prayer

From p. 149 of Openings: A Daybook of Saints, Psalms, and Prayer by Larry James Peacock. Copyright © 2003 by the author. All Rights Reserved

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