Striving for fullness…
Striving for wholeness…
Striving for fullness…
Striving for wholeness…
Striving for fullness…
Striving for … a remnant?
Striving for only part?
Good Lord, God!
How you interrupt me and
capsize the ways that I set out
to accomplish faith! I’ve theologized
the Army’s motto (“Be all you can be, with God“),
idolized fullness without rest and wholeness without need,
but you convert me with a single word: remnant.
“Be a remnant, a piece, a humble fragment
with which I can create my fullness
(not yours). Be for me a part
rather than a whole
so that
I have room
for divine creativity
in the mosaic that can use you
— right there within the bigger picture —
but only if you are not a whole.
Relax already from your
vain striving; come,
be my piece.”
You are
difficult, O God.
I suspect you know that.
But I will seek to be a
piece, only
a piece.
God,
be my peace.
Thank you for your prayers. So beautiful. Here are my first two prayers.
http://marciglass.com/2013/02/14/lenten-prayer-practice/
Yes, of course, a quilt! Such a beautiful image of our remnants being pieced okay in a new way. Thank you for sharing, Marci.
Wholeness is what I long for often, Holy One.
Having all things connected, belonging together. So this is something different – the idea that pieces are important, the cracks and the spaces in between, the fault lines of wounds. When the pieces of life fail to fit as I wish, help me to love the imperfection, the gaps through which surprising joy might blossom. Amen.
Loving the imperfection…. Amen!
mine is here.
Abba Father, to You I commend and yet seek to understand why….
A child has been called back to You before his parent….broken is his Mother’s heart
A daddy has been called back to You before his small children are even in school….broken are his two little girl’s hearts
A husband and lover has been called back to You before five years of marriage are completed….broken is his wife’s heart
A life that made a difference but now is so badly missed by friends…
Broken, remnant lives left behind when one so loved has passed on.
My prayers are made of remnants during this part of the journey of grief
Pray for me, please Jesus, and help me travel on to understanding and blessing.
To you, I commend my grief.
Billie Farley
14 February 2013
O Lord, hear our prayers and soothe our grief.
Blessings, Billie.
I lay in the
wasteland of
grief
never before so
shattered and scattered
like your people who were oppressed
I felt no hope
no thread of my life
once so strong
could be found
You promised a remnant
would remain
become once again
from that shattered
piece of my heart
I did not have the
strength to believe it so
yet here I am
once again feeling
alive
once again able to
love
and to
praise
You
for You indeed
left a remnant
of my heart
it has grown again
in Your care
the remnant
I did not believe
has bloomed.
Amen!