Tuesday, February 19, 2013
an evening prayer
I am spending the next few days in a retreat center overlooking the Puget Sound in Washington. The room I am staying in is dedicated to Genevieve, who cared about social justice.
Holy One,
Tonight I am travel weary,
actually, weary in many ways,
and can think of a billion other things I could be doing than sitting in this quiet room,
alone
except for the spiritual presence of Genevieve,
without whom this room wouldn't exist in this way that it does now.
I am grateful for Genevieve,
for all the unknown Genevieves in our lives who touch us, even though we have no clue.
I don't really WANT to be here tonight, dear God.
But I am.
So, I pray to be astonished these next few days.
Astonished.
I don't know what that really means,
so it's a little scary to pray,
but the preacher preached it on Sunday evening,
and
it sounds like a good idea.
Astonish me Lord, astonish me...
and help me to stop whining.
Maybe Genevieve will help me with that.
Amen.
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Astonish me is a very brave prayer - not whiney at all. Suiting up and showing up is 99% of the game, right?!
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