The Painter and the Priest Richey has always known herself to be an artist, but in mid-life she came to understand that she is also a priest. These two vocations come together in her artwork. Skilled in various mediums, her art expresses a deep appreciation of life in all its mystery and beauty. The Reverend Doctor Sharyn Richey Turner's extensive educational background began as art student at the University of Texas
Soul of Christ, sanctify me; Body of Christ, save me; Blood of Christ, inebriate me; Water from the side of Christ, wash me; Passion of Christ, strengthen me. O good Jesus, hear me; Within your wounds hide me; Suffer me not to be separated from you; From the malicious enemy defend me; In the hour of my death call me, And bid me come to you That with your saints
May Brigid bless the house wherein you dwell. Bless every fireside, every wall and door. Bless every heart that beats beneath its roof. Bless every hand that toils to bring it joy. Bless every foot that walks its portals through. May Brigid bless the house that shelters you. Amen.
To our Gods of old, we bless the ground that you tread in search of our freedom! We bless your presence in our lives and in our hearts! Take of this offering to your delight, and be filled with our prayers of thanksgiving! May our lives remain as full as our hearts on this day! ~ Yoruban Prayer
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace, Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy; O Divine Creator, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For
Saint Brigid. You were a woman of peace. You brought harmony where there was conflict. You brought light to the darkness. You brought hope to the downcast. May the mantle of your peace cover those who are troubled and anxious, and may peace be firmly rooted in our hearts and in our world. Inspire us to act justly and to reverence all God has made. Brigid you were a voice for
Brigid of the Mantle, encompass us, Lady of the Lambs, protect us, Keeper of the Hearth, kindle us. Beneath your mantle, gather us, And restore us to memory. Mothers of our mother, Foremothers strong. Guide our hands in yours, Remind us how to kindle the hearth. To keep it bright, to preserve the flame. Your hands upon ours, Our hands within yours, To kindle the light, Both day and night. The
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord; My spirit rejoices in God my savior. For he has looked upon his handmaid's lowliness; behold, from now on will all ages call me blessed. The Mighty One has done great things for me, and holy is his name. His mercy is from age to age to those who fear him. He has shown might with his arm, dispersed the arrogant of mind
While daydreaming I saw [it all]: I met my divine life partner and everything worked out safely and soundly… I saw myself with our child or potential children… I saw us living a happy, hippie, bohemian lifestyle… but we have plenty of everything that we need to get by… I saw myself as a beautiful mother… I saw my partner helping and healing people… We live in a beautiful house that’s
For winter’s rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered is grief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover, Blossom by blossom the spring begins.