Rejoice!

May my heart be an altar  

pure and simple

where I praise God.

Not in oil fields 

but in wheat fields 

does my heart rejoice.

Not stuck behind the wheel

but freely on two wheels

does my heart rejoice.

Not coddle by a boiler 

but warmed by the sun 

does my heart rejoice.

Not gorging on steak 

but feasting on beans 

does my heart rejoice.

Not jetting above the earth 

but swimming in the water 

does my heart rejoice. 

Nor gasping on fumes 

but smelling fresh rain 

does my heart rejoice.

Not imprisoned by concrete 

but shaded by trees 

does my heart rejoice.

Not deafened but explosions 

but transfixed by bird song 

does my heart rejoice.

Not by hoarding everything 

but sharing with all 

does my heart rejoice.

.

Accept my praise, 

and my joy, 

Lord of my heart.

Author: Judith Russenberger

Environmentalist and theologian, with husband and three grown up children plus one cat, living in London SW14. I enjoy running and drinking coffee - ideally with a friend or a book.

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