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Sunday Meditations

All this was a long time ago, I remember,
And I would do it again, but set down
This set down
This: Were we led all that way for
Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,
We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death,
But had thought they were different; this Birth was
Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.
We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,
But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,
With an alien people clutching their god.
I should be glad of another death.

–T.S. Eliot

Light of the world,
we bow before You
in awe and adoration.
Bless us
and our simple faith,
seeking understanding.
Epiphany means
lifting the veil,
Reveal to us then
what we need to know
to love You,
and serve You,
and keep your word
with fidelity and truth,
courage and hope,
this day and always.

–Miriam Therese Winter

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