Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Kindling the Fire

On this cold and dreary evening, icy cold and getting colder, it is with a spirit of thanksgiving that I kindle a new flame in our family hearth—the first fire in our fireplace this season. I find it deeply comforting. There's just something about splitting a log—even though it is wet—over and over again until you're left with a nice bundle of kindling. One strike of the match, and the dark and cold is transformed into warmth and light. The flames dance on our hearth tonight, and we will rejoice in thanksgiving.

Ancient Celtic Prayer for Kindling the Fire
This morning, as I kindle the fire upon my hearth,
I pray that the flame of God’s love may burn in my heart,
and the hearts of all I meet today.
I pray that no envy and malice,
no hatred or fear, may smother the flame.
I pray that indifference and apathy,
contempt and pride, may not pour like cold water on the fire.
Instead, may the spark of God’s love
light the love in my heart, that it may burn brightly through the day.

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