Day 890: Tuesday, August 23, 2022

But first of all in radiant brother sun.

How quietly he tumbles shadows into dawn, warmth into our blood.

Announcement from Alice Waco

(Alice will be speaking at the event!)

The images from the new Webb Telescope are stunning and made me reflect on this canticle from St. Francis. Please note; the photos are from the Webb Telescope -- most feature Jupiter in all its glory.

Most loving and almighty Spirit

Yours is the power and blessing forever.

To You be honor in each of your creatures,

But first of all in radiant brother sun.

How quietly he tumbles shadows into dawn, warmth into our blood.

Be praised, my Love, in faithful sister moon. By her, the tides and seasons run, with her the stars spill across your skies.

Be praised, my Love, in the bellows of the winds.

In their channels scarlet leaves and windmills twirl and dance.

And he praised, my Love, by lowly sister water, pure wine of your creation. She babbles and banters in golden streams, making us young again in baptism and in rain.

Be honored, by stately brother fire. He it is who purifies our souls, and brings us homeward in the dark. In his friendship we recline to crackling warmth and mellow wine.

Be praised, my Love, in spinning earth, in worms and churning surf.

Exalt in green and red, in dark and evening's end. Tumble down in colored glass, in grass and chimes and horns.

Be praised by singing voices, scents and sounding songs. And, yes, my Love, be praised in chaff, in aching lives, on bloody trees.

For it is You who cast hope on unknown seas. Praised and blessed be You, my Love.

Let us give You thanks and awake with the dead.

Transliteration by Patrick Jordan

And remember: