The Misses Santley by Henry Scott Tuke

Singing with You Is Our Prayer

singing with you,
singing with you is our prayer.”*

In the lamplight
on a Thursday evening,
we halt the ticking of the old clock
on the parlor wall,

breathe deep,

open the heart,

remember those we love —
remember those who need love —
remember how it was, so long ago,
that our ancestor-women
and our men, so long departed,
sang at the bedside.

Deep voices and treble,
we practice those chants and songs
most beloved for healing
or distraction
or reminiscing
or conjuring tranquility.

We come to your bedside
or your kitchen table.

Singing with you
is our prayer.

— Mary Ann Barton

* Lyrics by the Reverend Burns Stanfield

6 thoughts on “Singing with You Is Our Prayer

  1. Hi!
    You must have a lot of followers since many people like religious blogs. I wanted to welcome you to following my blog Reflections this weekend.
    Nice to meet you.

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    1. Thanks, Janice. I’m looking forward to hanging out with you on your blog and learning how to connect more with readers who would love my stuff. My blog deals with some religious and spiritual themes, but has more to do with finding meaning and inspiration and comfort in hard times. So perhaps there’s more psychology and art here than religion. Plus sometimes there’s humor, as in Dear Ginsberg, Please Don’t Lick the Wallpaper, in which my tuxedo cat, Ginsberg, romps around my bedroom first thing in the morning.


  2. Thanks for visiting Mary, how is your family? I can’t bring myself to read about parents dying 😳 but I will come back after college today because that’s the point the young woman making bread is talking about.
    Best wishes to you


    1. Thanks so much for visiting and leaving me this message, Charlotte. I can just imagine how it could be unbearable, especially when we’re young, to read about a parent dying. I would honor that feeling, and maybe sing from it. It’s a tribute to your parents and your love for them. You asked about my family — they are well, my granddaughter Ava has her first birthday in May and my son has just finished the first year of a three-year Master’s degree program in nursing.


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