Joyce Rupp | The Morning Will Come
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The Morning Will Come

I will keep still and wait like the night
with starry vigil
and its head bent low with patience….
The morning will surely come,
the darkness will vanish…
~Rabindranath Tagore

O God,
as I look back at my life
I see many little pieces of light.
They have given me hope and comfort
in my bleak and weary times.
I thank you for the radiance
of a dark sky full of stars,
and for the faithful light of dawn
that follows every turn of darkness.
I thank you for loved ones and strangers
whose inner beacons of light
warmed and welcomed my pain.
I thank you for your presence in my depths,
protecting, guiding, reassuring, loving.
I thank you for all those life-surprises
that sparked a bit of hope in my ashes.
And, yes, I thank you for my darkness
(the unwanted companion I shun and avoid)
because this pushy intruder comes with truth
and reveals my hidden treasures.

© Joyce Rupp

This prayer is taken from Little Pieces of Light, Joyce Rupp (Paulist Press.)