For Your Weekend

morning - chatting at the skyOn this day set aside to remember the death of Christ, this day of waiting for his ressurection life, this day of awareness, may I confront my desperate need for him. May I breathe out my own hopelessness, my own weakness and snobbery. May I admit the cups I cannot fill, the hands I refuse to hold, the eyes I dare not gaze into. May I see my own reflection and remember why he had to die.

In this, may I allow myself to be rescued, to hear the promises he has made, to feel the strength with which he searches for me and see the delight on his face when he finds me. May I let myself be seen, found and loved so that I may see, find, and love in return.

In his mercy, by his grace, and because of his great love.

 

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  1. says

    “In this . . . . ” I love this prayer of yours. I feel like I am in the process of “being rescued” from patterns that may have worked at one time, but no longer work…..and this is a blessed reminder. thank you emily.
    Carol Hiestand´s last blog post ..Taste/See

  2. says

    Jesus Met Me, the theme of our service last night. I’ll drop a link here when the podcast is up, quite powerful stuff. You summed it up with this sentence.

    In this, may I allow myself to be rescued, to hear the promises he has made, to feel the strength with which he searches for me and see the delight on his face when he finds me.
    Marcy´s last blog post ..For when we glory in the cross and forget about the love

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