Into my grieving
I weave
the strength of the Father.

Into my grieving
I weave
the compassion of the Son.

Into my grieving
I weave
the comfort of the Spirit.

Into my grieving
I receive
the presence of the Three in One.

Into my anger
I invite
the patience of the Father.

Into my numbness
I invite
the healing of the Son.

Into my confusion
I invite
the wisdom of the Spirit.

And we shall grieve together,
I, in community
with the Three in One.

From Celtic Daily Prayer Book Two: Farther Up and Farther In, 2015.