Nikolaj Velimirović and his Prayers by the Lake are one in all my all time favourites, he penned the by the shores of Lake Ohrid
Blot out, O Lord, all my recollections–besides one.
For recollections make me previous and feeble.
Recollections break the current day.
They crush the current day with the previous and weaken my hope sooner or later, for in legions they whisper in my ear: “There’ll solely be what has already been.”
However I don’t want for there to be solely what has been.
I don’t want and You don’t want, O Lord, for the longer term to be the previous repeated.
Let issues occur which have by no means appeared earlier than.
The solar wouldn’t be value a lot, if it solely watched repetitions.
Worn paths mislead a wayfarer.
Earth has walked over the earth a very long time.
Earthly walkways have change into boring, for they’ve been traveled time and again from era to era all through all time.
Blot out, O Lord, all my recollections besides one.
Only one reminiscence do I ask You to not blot out, however to strengthen in me.
Don’t blot out however strengthen in my consciousness the reminiscence of the glory that I had once I was entirely with You and fully in You, earlier than time and temporal illusions.
Once I, too, was a harmonious trinity in holy unity, simply as You’re from eternity to eternity.
When the soul inside me was additionally in friendship with consciousness and life.
When my soul additionally was a virginal womb, and my consciousness was knowledge in virginity, and my life was non secular energy and holiness.
Once I, too, was all mild, and when there was no darkness inside me.
Once I, too, was bliss and peace, and when there have been no torments of imbalance inside me.
Once I additionally knew You, at the same time as me, and once I was not mingled with darkness.
Once I, too, had no boundaries, no neighbors, no partitions between “me” and “you.”
Don’t blot out this reminiscence, my Father, however strengthen it.
Even when it reveals to me the abyss alongside which I’m journeying in humbleness and nothingness.
Even when it separates me from associates and pleasantries, and demolishes all of the obstacles between Yesterday, At present, and Tomorrow.
Even when it leads me exterior of myself, and makes me appear mad within the eyes of my fellow wayfarers.
In fact, no companionship pleases me besides Yours, and no reminiscence pleases me besides the reminiscence of You.
O my Merciful Father, blot out all my recollections besides one alone.