Prayer To The Pacific

The Pacific ocean has always been a significant part of my life. It provides me with so much inspiration and a great place to find answers. The Pacific waters wash back and forth, always offering a new way.

This is a short prayer to the Pacific. The sea is so mighty and deep and vast, extending out well beyond the sight of any person, or boat, or airplane. Think about the amount of water contained within its expanses compared to that in your bathtub. Now think about the amount of energy contained within that water. Enormous! Ponder further how much power would be needed to move all that water around as if it were a swimming pool. We’re talking enormous amounts of power here. This is why when it gets mad it stirs up storms and rages against ships tossed in its waves and we wonder if something so large can really get that angry – angry enough to actually be considered capable of killing people!

A small altar among large rocks. There is a small altar on which stands a statue of the Blessed Virgin Mary. There are several prayer cards and notes left by worshipers at the base of the cross. Several people kneel to pray at the altar. The ocean is seen in the background with rough-hewn stone cliffs, as well as a grove of palm trees.

This is a short prayer to the Pacific. The sea is so mighty and deep and vast, extending out well beyond the sight of any person, or boat, or airplane. Think about the amount of water contained within its expanses compared to that in your bathtub. Now think about the amount of energy contained within that water. Enormous! Ponder further how much power would be needed to move all that water around as if it were a swimming pool. We’re talking enormous amounts of power here. This is why when it gets mad it stirs up storms and rages against ships tossed in its waves and we wonder if something so large can really get that angry – angry enough to actually be considered capable of killing people!

Prayer To The Pacific

Thank you for the gift of today. 

Thank you for the countless blessings you pour into our lives each and every day.

Thank you for the land in which I reside on, and for the people who have cared for it since time immemorial. 

Dear Lord, you raised me in the gem of your creation – the beautiful Pacific, my home, and for that I am so grateful. Thank you for the amazing diversity of people and cultures living on the islands of the Pacific. You gave us these lands, seas and resources as a gift – a source of identity and sustenance.

Dear Lord, we have not been righteous stewards of your creation, and your world is weeping, now more than ever. Please forgive us. 

I pray for my home, my Pacific brothers and sisters, who are the most vulnerable to climate change, despite our minimal impact on the damage being created. I pray for everyone suffering the devastating effects of climate change, especially those who have lost their land and livelihoods. 

I also pray for our leaders, both in the Pacific and globally to come together, to listen to one another, and make the right choices for a sustainable and safe future for everyone. 

Dear Lord, I also pray for awareness, and for people to hear the plight of my people and make a positive and active change. 

Help us to reconnect to the land and live in harmony with your creation.

Help us to stand in solidarity, and work together, so that future Pacific generations will have a home.

This I pray in the Holy name of Jesus Christ our Saviour, Amen.

Prayer To The Pacific

In the “Prayer to the Pacific”, Leslie Marmon Silko arranges the format of the poem differently throughout the verses. This is one of the most distinctive features of the poem; the poem consist of varying line lengths, long breaks, and sometimes the lines are alined with each other. In the poem, Leslie Marmon Silko portrays cultural practice as a Native American through religious worshipping and religious offerings during her ritual visit to the Pacific Ocean. This image gives the importance of Pacific Ocean in Native American culture and this idea is reinforced when she links the myth of origin with the ocean. As modern day Americans, we come to think very structural of poetry formats. In the poem, Leslie Marmon Silko mentions “Thirty thousand years ago”, suggesting that this prayer is handed over to her by ancestors through oral traditions. She treats the spaces in the structure of the poem as a cycle, repeating throughout the verses; opposing the western idea that time should be presented in linear forms. – Natthinee Butchart.

And so we pray this news. . .

Lord, in your tenderness hold close those
who have lost loved ones in the
earthquake in Japan and the tsunami in the Pacific.
Wipe away the tears of those who have lost homes,
cars, boats, possessions, and pets in this tragedy.
Send helpers and wise counselors to offer
support and encouragement to the victims everywhere,
especially those who are in hospitals and shelters.

Lord, in your power bring hope out of the despair
which the people in Japan must be feeling.
Give them the strength and the courage to
weather the long storm of recovery and personal renewal.
For those who are homeless, grant them a new place
to live and work to help them flourish.
For those children separated from their parents.
give them shelter with people who care.

Help us, Lord of Connections, to feel empathy
with our suffering brothers and sisters in the Pacific region.
Open our hearts and minds to keep them in our prayers
as they traverse the long hard road to
recovering their lives and work.

Prayer After an Earthquake

Oh God, at times such as this,
when we realize that the ground beneath our feet
is not as solid as we had imagined, we plead for your mercy.

As the things we have built crumble about us,
we know too well how small we truly are
on this ever-changing, ever-moving, fragile planet we call home.
Yet you never forget us.

Oh God, come to our assistance

Today, so many people are afraid.
They wait in fear of the next tremor.
They hear the cries of the injured amid the rubble.
They roam the streets in shock at what they see.
And they fill the dusty air with wails of grief and the names of missing dead.

Comfort them, Oh God, in this disaster.
Be their rock when the earth refuses to stand still,
and shelter them under your wings when homes no longer exist.

Embrace in your arms those who died so suddenly in this tragedy.
Console the hearts of those who mourn,
and ease the pain of bodies on the brink of death.

Fill our hearts with compassion,
we who watch from afar,
as the poorest on this side of the earth
find only misery upon misery.
Move us to act swiftly this day,
to give generously every day, to work for justice always,
and to pray unceasingly for those without hope.

And once the shaking has ceased,
the images of destruction have stopped filling the news,
and our thoughts return to life’s daily rumblings,
let us not forget that we are all your children
and they, our brothers and sisters.
We are all the work of your hands.

For though the mountains leave their place
and the hills be tossed to the ground, your love shall never leave us,
and your promise of peace will never be shaken.

Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
Blessed be the name of the Lord, now and forever. Amen

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