Daily Primer — June 1

Those things which are full of marvels for an investigation deeper than we can reach have become cheap from custom in the eyes of men. . .
 . . . if a dead man is raised to life, all men spring up in astonishment.  Yet every day one that had no being is born, and no man wonders, though it is plain to all, without doubt, that it is a greater thing for that to be created which was without being than for that which had being to be restored.  Because the dry rod Aaron budded, all men were in astonishment; yet every day a tree is produced from the dry earth, . . .and no man wonders . . . Five thousand men were filled with five loaves; . . . yet every day the grains of seed that are sown are multiplied in a fullness of ears, and no man wonders.  All wondered to see water once turned into wine, yet everyday the earth's moisture, being drawn into the root of the vine, is turned by the grape into wine, and no man wonders.  Full of wonder then are all the things which men never think to wonder at, because . . . they are by habit become dull to the consideration of them.

Florilegium is the Medieval Latin word for bouquet, or more literally flowers (flos, flor-) which are gathered (legere). The word florilegium was used to refer to a compilation of writings, often religious or philosophical. These florilegium are literary flowers—beautiful words/prayers/thoughts I have gathered.  During my sabbatical they will give me something to ponder each day. — PHL.

Lord God, you are the light of the world: my true sun, my real day.  I, who have dwelt for too long in darkness rejoice that you have rescued me from the power of darkness and have made me an inheritor with the saints in the light.  It was on the first day of creation that you made clear the brilliance of your love by commanding, “Let there be light!”
I confess that all too often I prefer the darkness to the light.  The light of your love has come into the world and I have preferred the darkness because I fear that my dark deeds will be exposed.  I confess the lust which permeates every aspect of life and which leads me to see not only objects, but people too, as things to be possessed and used to satisfy my most base appetites.
Save me Lord!  Help me to exchange the sin of lust for the virtue of love, for the night is far gone and the day is near and it is time for me to join you in the life which is the light of all people — a light and life which the darkness cannot overcome.  Today may my enlightened-discipleship join me to your work of bringing the light and life of your love to all people.  Let there be light!
In the name of the one who created the light, who was and is the light of the world, and who continues to illumine the hearts of all who seek, Amen.

Grant me that blissful rest of death-like sleep in the depth of this night, through the prayers of intercession by the Holy Mother of God and of all the elect. Veil thoroughly the window of my mental faculties, securing them from nightmares, floating anxieties, concerns of daily life, sleepless dreaming, and aimless wanderings. Remembering the hope placed in you, keep those I love safe from harm.
And when I wake from my sound sleep, fully alert, grant that I stand spiritually refreshed before you. Then will I raise heavenward cries of supplication scented with faith in you, O most blessed King of ineffable glory; so will I join the choirs of glorifiers assembled in heaven. For you are glorified by all creatures, for ever and ever. Amen.