A Pause For Prayer

“We run from grief because loss scares us, yet our hearts reach toward grief because the broken parts want to mend.”

Brene Brown

Let’s pray…

God, I cannot escape from your presence or control. My work is to believe that your grace and mercy guide your hand, and it is my privilege, a true gift, to receive your wisdom, patience, mercy and grace. Does the discovery of your goodness banish my fear, draw me near to you, help me to confess my shortcomings? Sometimes. When I review my past failings and am conscious of my present character defects, I hesitate to come to you. I distract myself with small creature comforts. But you, O God, did not create me to be too small or too big. I may be foundationally made from dust, but I also bear your image. Although I am capable of breaking a lot of stuff, You save me. I need you. Restore to me the joy of my salvation; renew my strength. Grant me the joy of spirituality in a world that is shaken and stirred, crass and confused.

Amen