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A CALL TO PERFECT KINDNESS by Deborah Beach Giordano

This prayer was inspired by disturbing current events...

...and by the stresses that erode our ability to be still and find the Holy Presence in every moment. 


A Call to Perfect Kindness:
A Centering Prayer
by
Deborah Beach Giordano


Perfect Kindness,
we come to You
in prayer and gratitude.

We thank You
for this day,
this hour,
this moment;
for the beauty it reveals,
for the possibilities it holds.

Bless us
as we seek You,
Gentle Spirit,
in the air all around us:
as we breathe in…
and breathe out
peace
and calm.

Guide us
along Your holy Way,
Gracious Lover:
that we may walk
with open hearts
and faith-fueled courage,
and pass, unharmed,
over the waves of anger and hate.

Inspire us,
Radiant Wisdom,
to hope,
and to believe
in all that is good,
as we breathe in…
and breathe out
peace
and calm.

Strengthen us
to carry You,
Endless Compassion,
in our hearts
and souls
and minds
and deeds.

Bless us
as we bless You,
Perfect Kindness,
as we breathe in…
and breathe out
peace
and calm.

We thank You,
Light of Every Life,
for this day,
this hour,
this moment;
for the beauty it reveals,
for the possibilities it holds.

Amen.


Deborah Beach Giordano: I am a struggling Christian, committed pacifist, near-obsessive recycler, incurable animal lover, inveterate tree-hugger; a nature mystic, a socialized introvert, an advocate for the vulnerable, an opponent of exploiters. I live in beautiful Marin County, California, where I practice a ministry in Spiritual Direction and healing arts. 








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