I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Angels can fly
Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly;
devils fall because of their gravity.
G. K. Chesterton
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Dear Lord
It is another day
Here I am, in the place that I was born
Meeting people who have known me all of my life
Who have know my family
Who knew my parents
There is an odd weight to being here
Did I live up to community expectations?
Has my life honored my parents
My family
Am I the kind of man people expected me to be?
Am I the kind of man my parents would be proud of?
Am I the kind of man I want to be?
Am I the kind of man God wants me to be
No wonder I sometimes have “feet of clay” (Nebuchadnezzar
and I, we are like “this”)
Oh, I have done OK
I am educated
I think I have done some good in this world
But oh those mistakes
Oh those moments of failure
Oh those hidden flaws
That I am all too aware of
But God, I am who I am
And all I can do
Each day
Is abide in you
And just be, in the moment
Be the best person I can be in that moment
I need lord the lightness of the angels
I need to travel light
Realizing that no one, even You
Takes me as seriously
As
I
take
myself
Lord this day, deliver me
From the weight of my own
expectations
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