Prayers & Poems

In This Moment

In this moment,
I choose to love rather than judge.

In this moment,
I choose to build rather than destroy.

In this moment,
I choose to look to God within for guidance,
Rather than to other people for approval and direction.

In this moment,
I choose to change my mind because I want to,
Not because I need to.

In this moment,
I choose to realize and reclaim my power,
Rather than blame other people for their actions.

In this moment,
I choose to experience the joy of God’s plan,
Rather than the pain of clinging to my plan.

In this moment,
I choose to see infinite possibilities,
Rather than focussing on difficulties.

In this moment,
I choose to serve others and share my gifts,
Rather than considering only my own gratification.

In this moment,
I choose to experience Heaven on Earth.

Author unknown, revised by Rev. Joy Young

The Grace Prayer

For Thee I thirst
into Thy hands I commit my spirit
(my soul, my body, my life, this problem
all unforgiven states)
Thy will is my will.
Thy will is done through me this day
Thank You, God that you NOW
Reveal to me that which needs to be revealed.
Thank You, God that you NOW
Heal in me that which needs to be healed.
Thank you, God, I AM NOW
And I NOW more fully glorify YOU, God
And I live in the
fullness of Your Grace!
It is finished

Adapted from Debbie Tyson version

Hopi Prayer

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for!

You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour.

Now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Magical Hour.

There are things to be considered:
Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.
It is time to speak your Truth.

Create your community. Be good to each other. And do not look outside yourself for the leader.

This could be a good time!

There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and they will suffer greatly.

Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water. See who is in there with you and celebrate.

At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all, ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.

The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves!

Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.

All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in CELEBRATION!

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

The Elder Oraibi, Arizona Hopi Nation

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Here I am Father
Listening for your voice
My inner ears are open
I have no requests
No demands
No hopes
No ambitions
I do not ask you to do anything which you are not already doing
I await thy word of grace
I am a servant of the most high

Joel Goldsmith

Friend, hope for the Guest while you are alive.
Jump into experience while you are alive!
Think… and think… while you are alive.
What you call “salvation” belongs to the time before death.

If you don’t break your ropes while you are alive,
do you think
ghosts will do it after?

The idea that the soul will join with the ecstatic
just because the body is rotten—
that is all fantasy.
What is found now is found then.
If you find nothing now,
you will simply end up with an apartment in the City of Death.
If you make love with the divine now, in the next life
you will have the face of satisfied desire.

Kabir (6.24)


Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann c.1920


No one knows, what its like to be a slave
My heart is so heavy, I’m filled with grief
My family has been torn from me, and I just want to go home

I have shackles on my ankles
My hands are all tied up
As I walk down the dusty street with glass in my feet
I dream about the road ahead and what life is going to throw at me
Freedom, oh Freedom
Is every slaves wish
Freedom, oh Freedom
Is what keeps me going

My face is worn away by the wind
and the rain
My eyes are so blank,
and I never show my pain
I’m lost in life a life of a slave
My master controls me
He digs my early grave which I’m afraid is what’s ahead
My weakness shows from the work I do all day as I plow away
And if I stop to take a breath, I just might never take another

I have shackles on my ankles
My hands are all tied up
As I walk down the dusty street with glass in my feet
I dream about the road ahead, and
what life is going to throw at me

Freedom, oh, Freedom
Is every slaves wish
Freedom, oh, Freedom

Mandy DeAmico

What is the difference
Between your experience of Existence
And that of a saint?

The saint knows
That the spiritual path
Is a sublime chess game with God.

And that the Beloved
Has just made such a Fantastic Move

That the saint is now continually
Tripping over Joy
And bursting out in Laughter
And saying, “I Surrender!”

Whereas, my dear,
I am afraid you still think

You have a thousand serious moves.

I Heard God Laughing: Renderings of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky