Back and forth, to and fro,
In and out, ebb and flow.
In the name of the Triune
I make this sacred rune.
In the Name of the Father, Creator He,
Maker of all, in land and sea.
In the Name of Christ upon the Cross
Redeeming mankind, accepting loss.
In the Name of the Spirit, God of power
Protecting each of us every hour.
Back and forth, to and fro,
In and out, ebb and flow.
In the Name of the Triune,
I make this sacred rune.
From "Tides & Season - Modern prayers in the Celtic tradition" by David Adam
I came across this as I flicked trough this gem of a book, this morning. I found myself swaying to the rhythm of it. It physically moved me as well as spiritually. I had only every heard of runes in a new age fortune telling kindof way. So I thought I should investigate! Apparently they are of Germanic/Scandinavian origin. Runic characters are letters that can be used for writing, but each rune is also a vessel of natural potency. There is a rune for water and a rune for earth, a rune for hail and a rune for ice, a rune for horse and a rune for man. So it seems entirely appropriate for a Celtic prayer to be written using runes.
The physicalness (I know thats not a real word!) of our world is there, it is God's earth and it speaks. It speaks to us of creation - of a world given to us to look after and enjoy. I am often moved by the beauty of creation. "How can they say there is no God?" is a question that often pops into my head as I look around me and see the beauty of God in nature, in the magnificent scenery and in the faces of people. I watch my cat curled up on the couch and think how beautiful she is. I drive through the autumn trees and think how stunning the colours are. I look into the face of an wrinkled old lady who smiles despite her pain and all I see is a beautiful woman.
How can they say there is no God?
In and out, ebb and flow.
In the name of the Triune
I make this sacred rune.
In the Name of the Father, Creator He,
Maker of all, in land and sea.
In the Name of Christ upon the Cross
Redeeming mankind, accepting loss.
In the Name of the Spirit, God of power
Protecting each of us every hour.
Back and forth, to and fro,
In and out, ebb and flow.
In the Name of the Triune,
I make this sacred rune.
From "Tides & Season - Modern prayers in the Celtic tradition" by David Adam
I came across this as I flicked trough this gem of a book, this morning. I found myself swaying to the rhythm of it. It physically moved me as well as spiritually. I had only every heard of runes in a new age fortune telling kindof way. So I thought I should investigate! Apparently they are of Germanic/Scandinavian origin. Runic characters are letters that can be used for writing, but each rune is also a vessel of natural potency. There is a rune for water and a rune for earth, a rune for hail and a rune for ice, a rune for horse and a rune for man. So it seems entirely appropriate for a Celtic prayer to be written using runes.
The physicalness (I know thats not a real word!) of our world is there, it is God's earth and it speaks. It speaks to us of creation - of a world given to us to look after and enjoy. I am often moved by the beauty of creation. "How can they say there is no God?" is a question that often pops into my head as I look around me and see the beauty of God in nature, in the magnificent scenery and in the faces of people. I watch my cat curled up on the couch and think how beautiful she is. I drive through the autumn trees and think how stunning the colours are. I look into the face of an wrinkled old lady who smiles despite her pain and all I see is a beautiful woman.
How can they say there is no God?
