
The sun has set and the Vesper Lights flicker and glow
It has been a long day of travel
Yet also a wonderful day of family
Connecting with so many friends
Connecting with those who love my folks
Connecting with those who miss Mom
A beautiful yet bittersweet time
For this gift I thank you, Lord
Now as my eyelids grow heavy
I lift this humble prayer to you
Dona Nobis Pacem
Grant Us Peace
A wee prayer from the heart of your Padre…

The sun has set and the Vesper Lights flicker and glow
A long but productive day
Time spent with my sweetheart
Time spent reading Merton
Time spent learning about Stephen Ministry
Time spent with very dear parishioners and friends
Now we await a late night flight
Off to spend time with my Dad
Then to spend some time with a very dear friend
To walk with their family through a tough day
Even though we walk through the Valley of the Shadows
You are with us Lord
Be with the family I pray
In the midst of grief
May your love comfort and surround
For this nation and world I pray
Dona Nobis Pacem
Grant Us Peace
A wee prayer from the heart of your Padre…

The sun has set and the Vesper Lights flicker and glow
It has been a long day, Lord
A time for counsel
A time of fellowship
A time of reflection
A quick call to the hospital
Walking once again with a family
Walking together through the Valley of the Shadows
An evening of reading and contemplation
Seeking your guidance, Lord
Now as my eyelids grow heavy
I lift this humble prayer to you
Dona Nobis Pacem
Grant Us Peace
A wee prayer from the heart of your Padre…
“The monks knew the wisdom of embracing a season of unknowing, to wrest from their grip the idols of certainty and security….Taking flight requires courage to ascend into the unfamiliar and unknown. And it requires a community of kindred souls who affirm the journey isn’t completely crazy and there is more awaiting us beyond the borders of our narrow expectations.”
— Christine Valters Paintner, PhD Sacred Seasons: A Yearlong Journey through the Celtic Wheel of the Year – A Self-Study Online Retreat

The sun has set and the Vesper Lights flicker and glow
It was a long day, Lord
Yet your Spirit guided and encouraged
Ministry and meetings
You were fully in the mix
A late evening with my sweetie reading
Sharing with each other gems and jewels
I continue to be amazed by Fr Louis
By Thomas Merton as he was known to the public
His prophetic words ring so true today
Fifty-one years after his tragic death
His writings are incredibly relevant today
Yet in his words I find hope
In his words I find my calling
In his words I find companionship
In his words I find challenge
In his words I hear your call, Lord
May I not only pray for peace and justice
May I work for peace and justice too
Now as my eyelids grow heavy
I lift this humble prayer to you
Dona Nobis Pacem
Grant Us Peace
A wee prayer from the heart of your Padre…

The sun has set and the Vesper Lights flicker and glow
Lord, it has been an incredible Lord’s day
Worship, Fellowship, Rest, and Restoration
A fun evening with friends
A late evening to relax together
And now, sleep in preparation for a new week
As my eyelids grow heavy
I lift this humble prayer to you
Dona Nobis Pacem
Grant Us Peace
A wee prayer from the heart of your Padre…

The sun has set and the Vesper Lights flicker and glow
I thank you Lord, for the wonder of this day
I thank you for precious opportunities
Opportunities to walk with the family I have chosen
Opportunities to share love and light
Even when it is in the midst of the darkness of grief
Thank you Lord, for your presence and guidance
And now as my eyelids grow heavy
I lift this humble prayer to you
Dona Nobis Pacem
Grant Us Peace
A wee prayer from the heart of your Padre…

This picture is of the Monk’s Cemetery at the Abbey of Our Lady of Gethsemane near Louisville, Kentucky. This was the Abbey where Thomas Merton was a monk from 1941 until his death in 1968. A mystic, poet, photographer, writer, and peace activist; he has been one of my spiritual mentors. It was a beautiful day for simply walking about and absorbing the atmosphere of the Abbey.
I just finished reading a biography of Merton by Jim Forest titled Living With Wisdom: A Life of Thomas Merton. It was a moving account of his life and included much of his own writings and reflections. Merton was a complex man and was honest with his own spiritual wrestling. Prayer was a central part of that and it wasn’t always easy for him. I could definitely relate to some of his struggles.
So what does Thomas Merton have to do with the Scripture readings for this Sunday? As I sat with the Gospel Reading, I wrestled with it and with some of the baggage that has been attached to it through the centuries. Merton was never one to offer pat answers to questions of faith and life. Life is indeed complex and complicated. He recognized that fact and shared publicly through his writings the struggles he had. This story that Jesus told defied pat answers. It calls us to truly wrestle with the passage and our own faith journey.
Life can indeed be complicated and if we are looking for easy and simple answers to prayer, we will be sorely disappointed. God is not some sort of Cosmic Gum-ball Machine where you put in your penny (yes, I am dating myself) and get your reward.
Jesus is talking about persistence in prayer even when you don’t feel like your prayers are being heard. Jesus told them a parable about their need to pray always and not to lose heart. Luke 18:1
This is indeed a troubling parable for folks who expect immediate results from their prayers. It also challenges our concept of justice. But in all reality, it should look somewhat familiar in our day and age. How often do those in power ignore the very real cries for justice of the oppressed? How often do the oppressed give up? One doesn’t have to look much future than the headlines to see this played out.
As I sat with this passage, I have been challenged. I think of the times when I have prayed and prayed and prayed without any sort of an answer other than silence. At those times, I have wondered… Lord, where are you?
How often have I lifted my eyes to the hills as the Psalmist does in Psalm 121? Where does my help come from? The second verse quickly says that our help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth. Yet when that help doesn’t come on my timetable, I get frustrated. Yet I am a white male with privilege. How do I think people who are oppressed feel! This is the challenge of this parable.
On the one hand, I admire the widow’s persistence. I truly believe that she will be hewed. On the other hand, am I with my privilege called to be more compassionate than the judge? Is that what the Son of Man will be looking for in my life?
Lord, when you teach us to pray… teach us patience, compassion, and understanding. As I began this blog reflecting on my mentor and brother, Thomas Merton; I now close with some wisdom from his writings.
Prayer does not blind us to the world, but it transforms our vision of the world, and makes us see it, all {people}, and all the history of {humankind}, in the light of God. To pray ‘in spirit and in truth’ enables us to enter into contact with that infinite love, that inscrutable freedom which is at work behind the complexities and the intricacies of human existence. — Thomas Merton in his book, Contemplative Prayer
May God indeed show us the way to pray and love and to live.

The sun has set and the Vesper Lights flicker and glow
Another day of ministry
Another day of reading and reflection
Sadly, walking with beloved friends
Through the Valley of the Shadows
Yet in the midst of it all
Your light shines brightly
Lord, walk with those whom I love
Lord, guide us as we journey together
Now as my eyelids grow heavy
I lift this humble prayer to you
Dona Nobis Pacem
Grant Us Peace
A wee prayer from the heart of your Padre…