God is not found in the soul
by adding anything, but by a process of subtraction – Meister Eckhard
God of grace and God of glory,
fill us this day with Your love to fuel and feed our lives. Help us release the pain, knowing that life
leaves an imprint on all of us. Remind
us that everyone is going through something.
When we cling to afflictions as a badge of honor on our faith scout
sash, help us remember that Your love is not earned. Help unclog our ears to hear the stories we
are telling about ourselves and clear our eyes to see the patchwork remnant
fabric of the past we are using to create the quilt of the narratives we are
living. Grant us wisdom that You are
found not by doing more, trying harder, adding more to our lives, but by
being. You call “rest” holy. You rest on the seventh day, making this a
wide-open space. Yet, in a world that is
24-7-365, we never unplug. This weekend
may we breathe and be, may we rest. And
may we rest in You. When our mind starts
to rummage and ruminate on that thing we did last week or a month ago, grant us
courage to say, “God take this broken part of my life with Your shalom.” And may I release the grip I have on that
pain so that the pain might release its grip it has on me. God of mystery, wide-open spaces, You are found
in delight and affliction; in moments of rest and work; in time of prayerful
play; let Your present be our guide in these hours this day. Amen.
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