“My prayers are going out…” “My thoughts are with…” Or am I just letting someone else know I know about the news ?
Are we really praying but not letting God take center stage because my unbelieving friend might take this as further reason to reject Him? Go ‘head. As the song says, “God can handle your honesty.” He can handle you in any state you find yourself. He invented you.
Life is a breaking process. Sometimes we break stuff on purpose and with deliberation. A Pane of Glass, a cookie. A Diamond. We plan and prepare and do everything right and it breaks in the right place. Or, for no good reason, it breaks in the wrong one.
We are broken. Wounded. Afraid. Selfish.
We’ll I’ll donate a guilt offering. To appease You so it doesn’t happen to us me.
us me You don’t work that way.
us me that You didn’t do this. You don’t approve it.
But the same free will that allows
us me to choose mate, profession and what to entertain ourselves myself with; comes with the hazard of choosing to harm. May You deal with us me ever so severely if we I forget that we I use that option to be rude to the kid behind the counter at Panera our my husband or our my kids whenever we I want to.
The same free will establishes
our my right to reject You and all Your blessings.
I gotta say, God, it pisses me off that he will not face his accusers.
Something about it tells me he wasn’t THAT sick.
He was mad. Angry mad. That drove him insane mad.
You love him the same way You love me. In spite of myself. In the face of my continual daily rejection of Your character. I don’t like this truth.
Which intersects in a bad way with my world view. I want to demand causality and assign blame like the rest of the world that feels massive survivor guilt. Demanding laws, demanding controls. Never considering that law and control only control those who are already controlling themselves.
Lord, have mercy.
Christ, have mercy.
Break me in the right places.
Never ever let me be whole again.
If the tears of a billion eyes can water the seeds of healing.
If the blood of a single innocent can cleanse one heart of hate. Heal one heart of torture.
Let it be so with
our my soul.
Whisper peace to the soul of the survivor.
Peace be with you…
And also with you.