Those who share my general interest in the lives of the saints, and/or my somewhat more specific interest in the Irish Saints, may know that today is the feast day of St. Aidan. Some time around 650 AD, St. Aidan founded a monastery on the Island of Lindisfarne, in England. He's sometimes known as the Apostle of Northumbria, inasmuch as he is credited with restoring the Faith to Northumbria.
A while ago I was doing some research on St. Aidan and I came across this simple prayer traditionally attributed to him.
Leave me alone with God as much as may be.
As the tide draws the waters close in upon the shore,
Make me an island, set apart,
alone with you, God, holy to you.
Then with the turning of the tide
prepare me to carry your presence to the busy world beyond,
the world that rushes in on me
till the waters come again and fold me back to you.
There is something a bit more monastic in the sentiment than I am used to praying (I'm not sure an ache for holiness and a life spent alone with God as much as may be are reconcilable sentiments) , but I've found it very a peaceful and centering prayer lately; and, though I am certainly no 7th Century Irish monk, the imagery of the ebbing and flowing tide still captures something for me about spiritual life.
I've even adapted it to song, which I share here to wish you all a Happy St. Aidan's Day.
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