Morning Prayer

BY: Frater Bovious

We have acquired two Great Pyrenees, both still puppies, though one is at least 70 pounds and 24 inches tall at the withers (withers – strange word, that). Mostly because we complained so much about a neighbor’s dog barking in the middle of the night almost directly into our bedroom window (or so it seemed at 2 am) that they gave their dog to one of their children, I am paranoid about my dogs barking.

So, I let them out in the morning, get them fed, and about the time they start to get restless, around 6 ish, I go sit outside and say my morning prayers from the four volume Liturgy of the Hours. As a lay Dominican, I have committed to saying the morning and evening office in community with all Dominicans, in spirit, if not in person.

Since the Dominicans are the Order of Preachers, perhaps this is practice. No, I am not a priest, and will not be giving any homilies. But, preaching comes in many forms, from just talking to people, to writing blogs, and to giving talks at church retreats, etc. With Yeti and Ghost, I experience what many preachers experience. I say my prayers out loud to them, and they fall asleep.

I like the practice of the saying of the Hours – as I get older, I appreciate the seasons, the rhythms, our cyclical reality. During Lent, the first psalm on Friday is Psalm 51[50]. It is a wonderfully timely psalm for Lent and for Fridays.

Also, the responsory after each reading on each day is the same through Lent:

God himself will set me free, from the hunter’s snare.
— God himself will set me free, from the hunters snare.

From those who would trap me with lying words
and from the hunter’s snare.

Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost
God himself will set me free, from the hunter’s snare.

Every time I read that, I feel a little better about things.


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5 Responses to OF YETIS AND GHOSTS

  1. Relax... says:

    Beautiful dogs, and what a great way for God to get you to pray the morning Hours, lol. Amen to the Psalm — it seems way too good a time for that one. (And Lord, I’d like an evening Hours-friendlier pet, if You’re thinking about my dire lack of things prayerful [and fuzzy and snorey]).

    • FraterBovious says:

      I know, right! The bigger one is Yeti, but I think Ghost will end up being larger. They are like 7 months and 10 weeks.

      • Relax... says:

        Wow! You folks are all eight kinds of brave! It’s funny, daughter and I were recalling our old JJ yesterday, an incredibly short-legged (read: fat) liver-and-white Springer, because her sister in Ohio and her husband posted pics of their just-picked-out Springer puppy whom they’ll take home in a few weeks. He looks just like JJ must have, but we didn’t see Big Jay til he was 14 or 15 weeks old. I cried. The puppy is almost like a revisit from JJ — he gets another chance at life, sort of, right within the family! All of this is just to say, I almost asked daughter about the leg ruffs — whether they were called withers or feathers! Aw, enjoy. 🙂

        • OK, so this is crazy. We had a liver and white English Springer Spaniel. We loved him, but he got IMHA (Immune Mediated Hemolytic Anemia) and his immune system attacked his red blood cells. It eventually killed him after a lot of money. This was the second Springer we had this happen with, and we just couldn’t deal with taking a chance on a third. We had always liked the Great Pyrenees, and Rosie’s sister lives in the country and knows a breeder. So, now we have Yeti and Ghost!

          • Relax... says:

            Wow! That IS crazy! There was a big (duh!) Great Pyrenees at the apple orchard where we went for years to pick our own. He was always reclined at the foot of a huge oak tree. I really can’t say what I looked forward to more — our (dogless) kids stretching out with and petting kind ol’ Sebastian, or our riding a horse-drawn hay wagon into the midst of fruit trees! Either way and both, hearts were on fire with happiness. 🙂

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