Opening Prayer:
O persistent God,
deliver me from assuming your mercy is
gentle.
Pressure me that I may grow more human,
not through the lessening of my struggles,
but through the expansion of
them…
Deepen my hurt
until I learn to share it and myself openly,
and my needs honestly.
Sharpen my fears until I name
them
and release the power I have locked in them
and they in me.
Accentuate my confusion
until I shed those grandiose
expectations
that divert me from the small, glad
gifts
of the now and the here and the
me.
Expose my shame where it
shivers,
crouched behind the curtains of
propriety,
until I can laugh at last
through my common frailties and
failures,
laugh my way toward becoming
whole.
(Guerrillas of Grace by Ted
Loder)Psalm for the Week: Psalm 31
Scripture for the Day: Luke 22:24-34
Reading for Reflection:
Frederick
Buechner once said, “To be a writer, one must be a good steward of their pain.” I think that is true as well for those who
would pray. To be such a steward creates
the possibility that others might be healed by your witness to such a thing,
that others might see mercies granted to you in your suffering as evidence of
the compassion of God for those who are broken.
This gift of our brokenness is often the only real gift that we can give
or receive with any real honesty and with any real hope and with any real
power. We do not demonstrate our faith
when we live in the light, we show our faith when we live in the dark.
To embrace one’s brokenness, whatever it
looks like, whatever has caused it, carries with it the possibility that one
might come to embrace one’s healing, and then that one might come to the next
step: to embrace another and their brokenness and their possibility for being
healed. To avoid one’s brokenness is to
turn one’s back on the possibility that the Healer might be at work here,
perhaps for you, perhaps for another. It
is to turn one’s back on another, one for whom you just might be the Christ,
one for whom you might, even if just for a moment, become the Body and Blood. (Living
Prayer by Robert Benson)
Reflection and Listening: silent and written
Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself
Song for the Week: Come Ye Sinners
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.
I will rise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.
Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all.
Closing Prayer
Now,
O Lord,
calm me into a quietness
that heals
and listens,
and molds my longings
and passions,
my wounds
and wonderings
into a more holy
and human
shape.
(Guerrillas of Grace by Ted Loder)
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