Father, mother, with meek eyes
I know that you are, invisibly, in all things
May your name be sweet to me,
The joy of my world.
Bring me good things that delight you:
Gardens
Fountains
Children
Bread and wine
Tender gestures
Unarmed hands
Bodies embracing
I know that you desire to give me my deepest desire
The desire that I have long forgotten
But you never forget.
Make manifest your desire, so that I can laugh.
May your desire be made manifest in our world
In the same way it pulsates within you.
Grant us contentment in the joys of today
Bread, water, sleep...
That we may be free of anxiety.
That our eyes would be as humble with others as your eyes
are with us, for if we are ferocious,
we will not be able to welcome your kindness.
Help us to not be deceived by evil desires, and free us from that which burdens our eyes with death. Amen.
Adaptation of the Lord's Prayer, from the book
Perguntaram-me se Acredito em Deus (And They Asked me if I Believed in God)
by Rubem Alves
And here is my question: How would the world be a different place if the church, Christianity, all religions, instead of serving or venerating God through dogma, learned how to fall in love with God through poetry, playfulness, music, dancing, kisses, embraces, mountains, oceans, and everything else that God placed in the world to show us how full of love and passion She is?
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