Sunday, October 6, 2013

2013.10.06 Rosary Prayers

“There are not enough rosaries to cope with living with you,”  So said my beloved spouse in a moment.

“I’ll buy you a new rosary,” I said and then broke down into such a fit of laughter I couldn’t control myself, which caused mister exasperated to break up too.

And so ended the spat, whatever it was about anyway. Splotch anything with clear laughter and it will turn to glory.

Rosaries are in fact very helpful coping tools with added spiritual benefits. Anglicans use rosaries as well as Catholics. They’re not just for old women to mutter and mumble with; they are a way to calm your self, to center and to refocus the cluster of worries that plague your mind.

The Episcopal prayer book has collections of prayers called Collects, one for every occasion. They’re like rosaries you say over and over. One favorite I pray daily and wherever is:  Most loving God, whose hope is that we give thanks in all things, fear nothing but the loss of you, cast all our cares on you who care for us; Preserve us from faithless fears and worldly anxieties that no clouds of this mortal life will hide from us the light of the love which is immortal, and which you have manifested to us in Jesus Christ our Lord who lives and reigns with you in unity with the Holy Spirit, now and forever. Amen.   (Italics indicate my poetic licentiousness ie. God was Father, hope was will, in was for, and in unity with was and.)

When I went for my first MRI,  I prayed this Collect over and over to redirect any anxieties and not let a big old noisy machine hide from me the light of the love which is immortal.   

Hell, if they’d let me I’d have taken a beaded rosary in with me, but it might mess up my radiological pictures. Besides, rosaries don’t photograph well.