Prayer

Dit gebed hangt bij ons in de wc.. Elke keer wil ik het meenemen om hier op tezetten, maar dat vergeet ik dan steeds.. Nu dan maar

It would be easier to pray if i were clear.

O Eternal One,
It would be easier for me to pray
if I were clear
and of a single mind and a pure heart;
if I could be done hiding from myself
and from you, even in my Prayers.
But, I am who I am
mixture of mitive and excusus,
blur of memories,
quiver of hopes,
knot of fear,
tangle of confusion,
and restless with love,
for love.
I wander somewhere between gratitude and grievance,
wonder and routine,
high resolve and undone dreams,
generous impusles and unpaid bills.
Come, find me, Lord.
Be with me exactly as I am.
Help me find me, Lord.
Help me accept what I am,
so I can begin to be Yours.
Make me something small enough to snuggle,
young enough to question,
simple enough to giggle,
old enough to forget,
foolish enough to act for peace,
skeptical enough to doubt,
the sufficiency of anything but you,
and attentive enough to listen
as you call me out of the tomb of my timidity
into the chancy glory of my possibilities
and the power of your presence.

Ted Loder, Guerrilas of Grace, LuraMedia, 1984

I see myslef in a lot of places in this prayer.. Especially the sentence,
Help me accept what I am,
so I can begin to be Yours.
That's it, right there..
Can't describe it, but that kind of sound like my lifepurpose...

Lydia