Christ with me,
I can’t walk from palms to cross to empty tomb without you
Christ before me,
marking my trail
Christ behind me,
so I won’t turn back
Christ in me,
my best, truest self
Christ beneath me,
the solid ground, the sacred path
Christ above me,
invisible and infinite
Christ on my right,
in the eyes of my sons
Christ on my left,
in the embrace of friends
Christ when I lie down,
blessing my sleep
Christ when I sit down,
in the food on my table, in the words I read and write
Christ when I arise,
grant me to greet the new day with hope
Christ in the heart of every man (one) who thinks of me,
that my faults cause no harm
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,
that their words of me are true
Christ in every eye that sees me,
imperfect and loved
Christ in every ear that hears me.
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be
acceptable to you, O Lord, my rock and my salvation.
Amen.
photograph by Jared Fredrickson, seeker of nature’s beauty, seeker of God.
