Help me to journey beyond the familiar
and into the unknown.
Give me the faith to leave old ways
and break fresh ground with You.
Christ of the mysteries, I trust You
to be stronger than each storm within me.
I will trust in the darkness and know
that my times, even now, are in Your hand.
Tune my spirit to the music of heaven,
and somehow, make my obedience count for You.
– prayer of St. Brendan
Does the seed rejoice
when it loses sight of light?
When it is buried
underneath the earth?
in its dark embrace?
Does it understand?
cracking in the unseen?
Does it feel life’s pull?
Push towards the warmth,
the calling of sun?
Burrow deeper in,
into the richness, the intimate earth?
Pathways through sky and stone,
we push ever further,
into unknown, with unseen force
into the depths and into the heights,
light displays our growth
as darkness conceals its source.
by Raymond Funk