November is upon us with its dwindling daylight and cloudy days outnumbering the sunny ones. I know I am not the only person with seasonal affective disorder who finds these shortened, gloomy days wearing and wearying. I hope this may help.
Liturgy for Grey Days (And those with Seasonal Affective Disorder)
Lord God, You set the sun, moon, and stars in the heavens to determine and distinguish night from day, month from month and season from season. And you declared it good for You are the source of time and light.
The seasons turn, the light fades and the sun veils itself with clouds. The grey day, the early dark presses in upon my soul.
You are the source of time and light. Jesus, be the light of my soul.
The trees are dormant, black skeletons etching the sky, The wind from the north is chill. The night closes in, cold around me.
You are the source of time and light. Jesus, be the light of my soul.
South flying geese trumpet their farewell as they journey to sun and warmth. Their voice echoes lonely in my spirit and I long to follow. As the sound fades, so too, the voices of kin and friends sound hollow, muffled by the fog and clouds. Joy dims.
You are the source of time and light. Jesus, be the light of my soul.
The days of sun and warmth and laughter seem so fleeting and far away. Even the autumn glow succumbs to seemingly endless grey.
You are the source of time and light. Jesus, be the light of my soul.
Yes, Jesus! Be the light of my soul, the light of my spirit. Expose the lie which says the darkness wins, Remind me you determine the seasons and as the night gives way to dawn, the winter gives way to spring and death gives way to eternal life in You.
You are the source of time and light. Jesus, be the light of my soul.
Kathy Kexel 