Five Minute Friday: Open

It's the last Friday of 2011. Wow, that year just sorta flew by, didn't it? We've been on a brief vacation this week, enjoying the beauty of the Cambria coastline in central CA with our older daughter and her family. I've tried to keep up with reading but am failing miserably. And writing? Fuggedabout it. But this favorite 5 minute prompt? I'll give it a try as Friday winds down. Check out Lisa-Jo's collection every Friday at http://thegypsymama.com/  And if you feel like joining in, go for it! 
                                                                                                                          

Driving north on Highway 1 this week, we were stopped for about 20 minutes due to single lane driving as a new bridge and tunnel are being constructed. I loved the way the bridge we landed on opened up to the view and yet cast its own shadows that were interesting, even beautiful to behold. I'd like my life to be open to the view, the heavenly view! And I love looking for shadows of heaven in the here and now

This week's prompt:

OPEN

GO:

"Open my eyes, that I may see,

glimpses of truth thou hast for me;
place in my hands the wonderful key
that shall unclasp and set me free.
Silently now I wait for thee,
ready, my God, thy will to see.
Open my eyes, illumine me, Spirit divine!

Open my ears, that I may hear,

voices of truth thou sendest clear;
and while the wavenotes fall on my ear,
everything false will disappear.
Chorus 

Open my mouth, and let me bear
gladly the warm truth everywhere;
open my heart and let me prepare
love with thy children thus to share."*
Chorus 

An old song,
filled with strange language,
yet speaking truth still.
This is what weaves its way
through my mind
and my heart
as I walk through this day,
wondering how to respond
to this Friday's prompt.

The song is a prayer,
a prayer I echo - 
sometimes hesitantly,
sometimes even fearfully,
but echo it, I do. 

OPEN:
Eyes.
Ears.
Mouth. 

And I would add to these:
Hands.
Arms.
Home.
Calendar.
Heart.
Life.

A new year comes, Lord.
A new year.
May I receive it 
with
grace and gratitude,
with
hope and anticipation,
with
quietness and strength. 

Open me right up.
Open.


STOP


*This hymn was written by Clara H. Scott in 1895. The text comes from Psalm 119:18 - "Open my eyes that I may behold wondrous things out of your law."