Lift your hearts in prayer
Posted by Madeleine on 12/31/17
Many have heard the stories and dreadful news of the ships and storms that ravage our seas. I will not mince words nor try to honey-coat the truth. We are at war with our enemy, an ancient king of old who sold his soul for power and betrayed all life; not just humanity but the children of the sea and the creatures which swim in her. Even now he attacks us, and he attacks the Goddess Mangata who, through her deep love and sacrifice, holds her enemies at bay to stem the tide of their attacks. Without her ceaseless vigil, we would be long since wiped away by the beast of the depths.
Now it is our turn - let us be the lighthouse which will guide the ships away from the rocky shores. Let us be the ray of light that pierces the storm. Let us the guiding star to light our way home. Offer your prayer, your love, your light. Let our tears be the clensing rain. Let our voices be the winds which clear the storm from the sky. From the holy halls of Sanctum to the good folk of the Mourning Isles who dwell close to the Goddess forevermore - let your voices and prayers raise. Write your words on the sand so they may be taken into the sea. Speak your words on the wind so they may be carried by the breeze. Sing your songs, lift up your hearts, and unite as one - for not every man or woman can sail the seas nor carry a spear or sword; but every man, woman, child, and creature of the world can offer prayer and love. When the ships sail to fight our foes, you can send your prayer with them and strengthen the Goddess with our support. Give what help you can with your body, lend what help you can with your spirit. Peace and love be with you all, knowing our Goddess gives her freely.
--- Scholars Stance (from Bianca) ---
We stand with you, Blessed Madeleine. May our voices pierce the darkness.
Now it is our turn - let us be the lighthouse which will guide the ships away from the rocky shores. Let us be the ray of light that pierces the storm. Let us the guiding star to light our way home. Offer your prayer, your love, your light. Let our tears be the clensing rain. Let our voices be the winds which clear the storm from the sky. From the holy halls of Sanctum to the good folk of the Mourning Isles who dwell close to the Goddess forevermore - let your voices and prayers raise. Write your words on the sand so they may be taken into the sea. Speak your words on the wind so they may be carried by the breeze. Sing your songs, lift up your hearts, and unite as one - for not every man or woman can sail the seas nor carry a spear or sword; but every man, woman, child, and creature of the world can offer prayer and love. When the ships sail to fight our foes, you can send your prayer with them and strengthen the Goddess with our support. Give what help you can with your body, lend what help you can with your spirit. Peace and love be with you all, knowing our Goddess gives her freely.
--- Scholars Stance (from Bianca) ---
We stand with you, Blessed Madeleine. May our voices pierce the darkness.