Some words for the road from my dear friend Beth:
Lord,
I believe my life is touched by you,
that you want something for me and of me.
Give me ears to hear you,
eyes to see the tracing of your finger,
and a heart quickened by the motions of your spirit
Eternal God,
Lead me now out of the familiar setting of my doubts and fears,
beyond my pride and need to be secure
into a strange and graceful ease with my true proportions and with yours than in boundless silence
I may grow strong enough to endure and fleible to share your grace.
Breathe into me the courage to make something new
Thank you for all I forget are gifts, not rights
Forgive me for all the grievances I remember well
Save me from self-pity, the self seeking the fat heartedness which is true poverty.
Guide me if I'm willing. (Drive me if I'm not)
into the hard ways of sacrifice which are just and loving.
Make me wide-eyed for beauty,
and for my neighbors needs and goodness
wide willed for peace making and for the confronting power
with the call to compassion
wide-hearted for love and for the unloved
who are the hardest to touch and need it the most.
dull the envy in me which criticizes and complains life into a thousand ugly bits.
keep me honest and tender enough to heal,
tough enough to be healed of my hypocrisies
match my appetite for privilege with a stomach for commitment
Teach me the great cost of paying attention that,
naked to the dazzle of your back as you pass,
Breathe into me the restlessness and courage to make something new,
something saving and something true that I may understand what it is to rejoice.
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