About Spar Harmon

poet, mathematician, writer, tool&die and prototype builder, naturalist, dreamer...Cedar Carver

ACCEPTANCE – EN . COURAGE . MENT — LOVE

I ARISE TODAY

THROUGH A MIGHTY STRENGTH,  THE INVOCATION OF THE TRINITY,

THROUGH BELIEF IN THE THREENESS,

THROUGH CONFESSION OF THE ONENESS

OF THE CREATOR OF CREATION.

 

I ARISE TODAY

THROUGH THE STRENGTH OF CHRIST’S BIRTH WITH HIS BAPTISM,

THROUGH THE STRENGTH OF HIS CRUCIFIXTION WITH HIS BURIAL,

THROUGH THE STRENGTH  OF HIS RESURRECTION WITH HIS ASCENSION,

THROUGH THE STRENGTH OF HIS DESCENT FOR THE JUDGEMENT OF DOOM.

 

I ARISE TODAY

THROUGH THE STRENGTH OF THE LOVE OF CHERUBIM,

IN OBEDIENCE OF ANGELS,

IN THE SERVICE OF ARCHANGELS,

IN HOPE OF RESURRECTION TO MEET WITH REWARD,

IN PRAYERS OF PATRIARCHS,

IN PREDICTIONS OF PROPHETS,

IN PREACHING OF APOSTLES,

IN FAITH OF CONFESSORS,

IN INNOCENCE OF HOLY VIRGINS,

IN DEEDS OF RIGHTEOUS MEN.

 

I ARISE TODAY

THROUGH THE STRENGTH OF HEAVEN ::

LIGHT OF SUN,

RADIANCE OF  MOON,

SPLENDOR OF FIRE,

SPEED OF LIGHTENING,

SWIFTNESS OF WIND,

DEPTH OF SEA,

STABILITY OF EARTH,

FIRMNESS OF ROCK.

 

I ARISE TODAY

THROUGH GOD’S STRENGTH TO PILOT ME ::

GOD’S MIGHT TO UPHOLD ME,

GOD’S WISDOM TO GUIDE ME,

GOD’S EYE TO LOOK BEFORE,

GOD’S EAR TO HEAR ME,

GOD’S WORD TO SPEAK FOR ME,

GOD’S HAND TO GUARD ME,

GOD’S WAY TO LIE BEFORE ME,

GOD’S SHIELD TO PROTECT ME,

GOD’S HOST TO SAVE ME

FROM SNARES OF DEVILS,

FROM TEMPTATIONS OF VICES,

FROM EVERYONE WHO SHALL WISH ME ILL,

AFAR AND ANEAR,

ALONE AND IN MULTITUDE.

 

I SUMMON TODAY ALL THESE POWERS BETWEEN ME AND THOSE EVILS,

AGAINST EVERY CRUEL AND MERCILESS POWER THAT MAY OPPOSE MY BODY AND SOUL,

AGAINST INCANTATIONS OF FALSE PROPHETS,

AGAINST BLACK LAWS OF PAGANDOM,

AGAINST FALSE LAWS OF HERETICS,

AGAINST CRAFT OF IDOLATRY,

AGAINST SPELLS OF WITCHES AND SMITHS AND WIZARDS,

AGAINST EVERY KNOWLEDGE THAT CORRUPTS MAN’S BODY AND SOUL.

 

CHRIST TO SHIELD ME TODAY

AGAINST POISON, AGAINST BURNING,

AGAINST DROWNING, AGAINST WOUNDING,

SO THAT THERE MAY COME TO BE ABUNDANCE OF REWARD.

CHRIST WITH ME, CHRIST BEFORE ME, CHRIST BEHIND ME,

CHRIST IN ME, CHRIST BENEATH ME, CHRIST ABOVE ME,

CHRIST ON MY RIGHT, CHRIST ON MY LEFT,

CHRIST WHEN I LIE DOWN, CHRIST WHEN I SIT DOWN, CHRIST WHEN I ARISE,

CHRIST IN THE HEART OF EVERY MAN WHO THINKS OF ME,

CHRIST IN THE MOUTH OF EVERYONE WHO SPEAKS OF ME,

CHRIST IN EVERY EYE  THAT SEES ME,

CHRIST IN EVERY EAR THAT HEARS ME.

 

I ARISE TODAY

THROUGH A MIGHTY STRENGTH, THE INVOCATION OF THE TRINITY,

THROUGH BELIEF IN THE THREENESS,

THROUGH CONFESSION OF THE ONENESS,

OF THE CREATOR OF CREATION.

 

SAINT PATRICK’S BREASTPLATE — A twice daily prayer, morning and bedtime, attributed to Saint Patrick, 5 – 6 hundred AD.

 

 

 

A SMALL LEARNING

I THOUGHT  IT MEET,

BEING BLESSED WITH PRIVILEGE,

THAT I SHOULD  SING,

BUT I SLOG HEAD DOWN.

COVETOUS,  I STOP AND GAZE UPON

A BLACK CAT’S SLEEK PELT

RIPPLING IN THE SUN

AS SHE CUTS ‘CROSS MY PATH –

FERVENTLY I WISH MY LIMBS

COULD SO SHIMMER AS I STALK —

AH BUT NO SUCH HEEDLESS GRACE FOR MAN,

RATHER SUCH AS A DANCER CAN

WITH HEART AND SWEAT

PUT ON ~~~

WITH LOVE I SPEAK TO LOVE — Dwelling in the House of Holy Spirit

Solitude is learning to live in the awareness of God Present. I can not transcend the limits of my humanity. I seek to empty myself before the Holy One. I seek to be filled as God wills. I read in the Scripture. I let my roiling river of thoughts come and go. I love and feel loved. I am more and more aware of being cradled in God’s Peace. As opportunity comes, I share what I have received; my cup can not be emptied, as I have so long feared and hope is substantiated, and trust justified by the experience of giving love freely. It is like childhood all over and I trust my Father will push me into fledgling flight as He judges I am ready… Peace and blessing to all who care for me. It is well with my Soul.

GO FORTH AND BE FRUITFUL — I AM ALWAYS WITH YOU

Hebrews 11, v. 1 – 3, NEB — And what is Trust (Faith)?  Trust gives substance to our hopes, and makes of certain of realities we do not see.

It for their Trust that men of old stand on record.

By Trust we perceive that the universe was fashioned by the word of God, so that the visible came forth from the invisible.

Hebrews 12 , v. 5-6 — My son, do not think lightly of the Lord’s discipline, / nor lose heart when he corrects you; / for the Lord disciplines those whom he loves;–

v. 12-13 –Come, then, stiffen your drooping arms and shaking knees, and keep your steps from wavering.  Then the disabled limb will not be put out of joint, but regain its former powers.–

Such precious exactitude of teaching, this whole Book of Hebrews! I lifted up my head, for my help had come. Lord strengthen me now to do, in Your name, I ask….

 

LIFTED FROM THE MUD– STOOD ME ON A ROCK -PART 2

FROM PSALM  40, 1ST STANZA—  I WAITED AND WAITED AND WAITED FOR GOD. / AT LAST HE LOOKED; FINALLY HE LISTENED. / HE LIFTED ME OUT OF THE DITCH, / PULLED ME FROM DEEP MUD. / HE STOOD ME UP ON A SOLID ROCK / TO MAKE SURE I WOULDN’T SLIP. / HE TAUGHT ME HOW TO SING THE LATEST GOD-SONG, / A PRAISE SONG TO OUR GOD. / AND MORE AND MORE PEOPLE ARE SEEING THIS: / THEY ENTER THE MYSTERY, / ABANDONING THEMSELVES TO GOD.

JANUARY 2, 2014 I wrote a piece based on Psalm 40 and finished with a dedication prayer to God service. It is time to look again and sing into the mystery…

April 25— Entering the mystery- abandoning myself to God— Even angels, prostrate, fall—

Once self-awareness dawned, I became anxious:: All was great; I was small; vertigo, being suspended in palpable vastness; mystery- what was keeping me from falling?

To enter the mystery, I must trust that unknown which has always sustained me, must have put me here, surely has a purpose/ No: I hope, has a purpose. I hope, meant to put me here.— Even with trust and hope there is anxiety. On the brink of abandon but still clenched in resistance; what can unclench me?

What responded so undeniably when I reached toward that great unknown for help from the brink of total hopeless abandonment to death? What has ever since responded, when ever I reach out from knowing helplessness and confusion, and met all my needs, though not my bottomless and inchoate wants? And what is the ever-present, underlying quality of that unknown’s response? It makes me feel Loved. It has taught me to know Love. It has taught me to remember Love. When I was a child I was only fitfully aware of my parent’s love, yet I was totally dependent upon it. As I got older, I hungered for independence and was bitter and angry until I escaped, and found myself, by my own actions, abandoned, cold, and alone on the shore of adulthood. Soon I was lost at sea. In all innocence, I thought this was what I had to do: learn to be an adult…. alone.

April 28– I awake again, struggling in inner disquiet. All about me is stillness and clear light; a bird sings, bright and near; my struggles cease and I lay limp. I love the quiet of this place; I love the clarity; I love the brilliant voice of the bird; Jesus brought me here and bade me rest. I Love Him; I will rest until He calls me. I must trust Him and let my reflexive struggles come and go and not be moved by them from this rock where He bade me rest. All my hope is in Him; without Him there is none. Hope is justified in recognizing I am in  God’s Reality, not mine; I can not even conceive of how such a miracle was accomplished; here, this aching sack of bones has a chance of being mended; I accept that this IS the answer to my prayer, so I will rest and allow my agitations to dissipate. My heart fills with all I have been given to Love; let me stay my thoughts on those things; my heart goes out to all those who are also on this journey; all those who are lost  and wandering aimlessly; all those who rage and strike out in every direction; all those deluded and demented; all those mired in the insanity of Evil. All are my brothers and sisters, my human family. My aching sack of bones bears to me witness of all MY mistakes; my placement in this quiet place, with all my disquiet, is pure loving Grace. I obey with gratitude and love the Shepherd who brought me here and bade me rest. I acknowledge I am unready to walk, nor will I be able to judge my readiness. I must depend on Him solely. He will know. — I love Him.

 

May 1, wee hours– Negative conditions still dominate, but small steps of countering activity are possible and some of those I take. It feels good when I make those choices, but negative choices still dominate, by count at least. Something tells me (hope?) count may not be as significant as that good choice do get made and confirmed in acts of will, even joy…..   Small steps. trust. hope. Love. I come. I come. O worthy Lamb of God. I come…