above me, around me, within me,
Be my seeing as I read these sacred words.
Look down upon me
Look out from within me
Look all around me
See through my eyes
Hear through my ears
Feel through my heart
Touch me where I need to be touched;
and when my heart is touched,
give me the grace to lay down this Holy Book
and ask significant questions:
Why has my heart been touched?
How am I to be changed through this touch?
I need to change
I need to look a little more like You
May these sacred words change and transform me.
Then I can meet You face to face
because I’ve finally died enough.
To die is to be healed a little more each death,
until that final death
when I’ll be healed forever.
It will be a healing that will last.
Your Words are healing
although they bring about my death.
Macrina Wiederkehr, 1939-2020, Benedictine sister and spiritual director
For the word of God is alive and active.
Sharper than any double-edged sword,
it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow;
it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.
Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight.
Everything is uncovered and laid bare
before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.