Season of Short Ordinary Time

“God hath not promised skies always blue
Flower strewed pathways all our lives through.
God hath not promised sun without the rain
joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labour, light for the way;
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.”
(Annie Johnson Flint, "God Hath Not Promised")

Merciful God,

As we celebrate Epiphany,
I am reminded that the journey to get here
was not easy and the journey into the year ahead
is NOT promised to be easy either.
I say these words not with fear and trembling,
but with gratitude for your Great Faithfulness to me.
I can look back and see your loving hand
feeding me and guiding me each and every day.

Every morning the sun rises and you
infuse my soul with Love.
Every evening you tuck me into a warm bed
with prayer and the promise
for fresh mercies in the morning.
You give me rest from my labour
and the grace to sing and dance
in the rain showers of sorrow.
I thank you for your Epiphany light
that is eternal and will continue to light
the way through all the dark nights ahead.

Thank you, Eternal One,


Lara Stoudt