Daily Prayer 365

Day 169
Thursday, February 16, 2023


Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes with the morning. —Psalm 30:5

In the life of a painter, death perhaps may not be the most difficult thing. For myself, I declare, I don’t know anything about it. But the sight of the stars always makes me dream, in as simple a way as the black spots on the map, representing towns and villages, make me dream. Why, I say to myself, should the spots of light in the firmament be less accessible to us than the black spots on the map of France. Just as we take the train to go to Tarascon or Rouen, we take death to go to a star. What’s certainly true in this argument is that while alive, we cannot go to a star, any more than once dead we’d be able to take the train. So it seems to me not impossible that cholera, the stone, consumption, cancer are celestial means of locomotion, just as steamboats, omnibuses and the railway are terrestrial ones. —Vincent Van Gogh, Letter #638 to his brother Theo, July 1888

Hold my dreams O Lord, my longing and delight at what is ahead. Map out the path ahead and mark the way with starlight, so that in trust, I might know that you are with me. Amen. —The Reverend Dr. Katie Snipes Lancaster

February 16, 2023

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