2024-08-03

August 3. You are the Light shining through the stained glass window, in the wall of Your cathedral, which is our reality. Today I am grateful for the variety and vibrance of the hues which bask our residence, Your many aspects in which we are blessed to partake, parts of perfect expression, the image of our make. For the fruits of the supper are joy, rest, and sorrow. The sobbing in the night, the hope for tomorrow. And the cup of the Prince is the bitter wine of death, and the blessing of the children is caring for His breath. And the victory of the Lamb is the surrender of His soul, and the tearing of the curtain is Eden made whole. And the scorn of Hades is the rolling of the stone, and the shame of the demons is the brilliance of His robe. And the promise of Emmanuel is continued by the Spirit, and the Gospel still today is life to those who hear it. And all that we can say, with blessings ever flowing, as we feast upon the fruit, Lord thank You for the sowing.