PRAYER: A Hermit’s Desire attributed to Saint Kevin

I wish, ancient and eternal King, to live in a hidden hut in the wilderness.
A narrow blue stream beside it, and a clear pool for washing away my sins by the grace of the Holy Spirit.
A beautiful wood all around, where birds of every kind of voice can grow up and find shelter.
Facing southwards to catch the sun, with fertile soil around it suitable for every kind of plant.
And virtuous young men to join me, humble and eager to serve you.
Twelve young men – three fours, four threes, two sixes, six pairs – willing to do every kind of work.
A lovely church, with a white linen cloth over the altar, a home for you from Heaven.
A Bible surrounded by four candles, one for each of the gospels.
A special hut in which to gather for meals, talking cheerfully as we eat, without sarcasm, without boasting, without any evil words.
Hens laying eggs for us to eat, leeks growing near the stream, salmon and trout to catch, and bees providing honey.
Enough food and clothing given by you, and enough time to sit and pray to you.