Today I share a beautiful Spiritual, My Lord What a
Morning. Please slowly read these words as
a way to pray this morning:
Refrain:
My Lord, what a morning,
My Lord, what a morning,
Oh, my Lord, what a morning
When the stars begin to fall,
When the stars begin to fall.
1 You will hear the trumpet sound
To wake the nations underground,
Looking to my God’s right hand
When the stars begin to fall. [Refrain]
2 You will hear the sinner cry
To wake the nations underground,
Looking to my God’s right hand
When the stars begin to fall. [Refrain]
3 You will hear the Christian shout
To wake the nations underground,
Looking to my God’s right hand
When the stars begin to fall. [Refrain]
I hear this Spiritual as a prayer of wonder and
awe. My Lord what a morning,
that there is so much mystery and beautiful and grace. I also hear this Spiritual with some
exhaustion, where the emphasis can be almost sung exasperated, “My lord, what
a morning.” As in, what else can go
south this week? Which is the question
no one ever wants an answer to. Perhaps
for you so far this week there have been moments of wonder and wandering; moments
of elations and exasperation; moments of praise and pain. There is space in this beautiful Spiritual
this morning for all of you to find room to roam.
Read again with your heart wide open to God’s grace
meeting you where you are and where God’s will might move you to go today.
Please pray with me:
God who pauses and sits with me; who knows me fully;
who loves me unconditionally and unceasingly, I offer all that is within me to
You right now. I pray You will meet me
with a joy to feel fully alive; You will grant me strength for the struggles
and storms; and that You will be there in the ordinariness of making lunch and
going to the grocery store that is also on my “to-do” list. God of this week, God of this day, God of
every minute, continue to keep me open to You this morning. Amen.
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