|Prayer for the Dying (and the Living)|
|Written by Michael Fones|
|Saturday, 15 December 2007 16:53|
This just in from my friend, Pat, who is on particularly intimate terms with cancer. The quote is from Teihard de Chardin.
When the signs of age begin to mark my body
(and still more when they touch my mind);
when the ill that is to diminish me or carry me off
strikes from without or is born within me;
when the painful moment comes in which I suddenly
awaken to the fact that I am ill or growing old;
and above all at that last moment
when I feel I am losing hold of myself
and am absolutely passive within the hands
of the great unknown forces that have formed me;
in all those dark moments, O God,
grant that I may understand that it is You
(provided my faith is strong enough)
who are painfully parting the fibres of my being
in order to penetrate to the very marrow
of my substance and bear me away within yourself.
You are the irrestible and vivfying force, O Lord;
and because yours is the energy,
because of the two of us,
You are infinitely the stronger,
it is on You that falls the part of consuming me
in the union that should weld us together.
Vouchsafe therefore, something more precious still
than the grace for which all the faithful pray.
It is not enough that I should die while communicating.
Teach me to communicate while dying.