Matt Jones' Random Acts of Verbiage

This is part of a prayer (in the form of a poem) that was prayed at this week’s chapel service at Regent. I thought it was very well done and worthy of sharing.

God
sees underneath
Intentions below the surface
Tears waiting
behind smiles
Doubt accompanying faith

And if you are here,
God,

not far off,
But closer than our own skin,
Surely you have seen
Surely you have seen

When we push our bodies beyond themselves
Satisfying our schedules, rather than stewarding your temple.

In your mercy, forgive us.

WHen we demand blessing in the light of our obedience
Presuming we can earn your favor
When we cheapen your death-as we long for a rule-driven gospel
When we crucify our selves with self-hate
And pray to a savior who we think couldn’t bear to love us

In your love, forgive us and transform us.

When we think we’re more loved or saved than others

Forgive us, and teach us true humility

When we hide from you, behind our knowledge of you
When we think that being united in our love for you, means
uniformity in the way we express it,
Forgive us and teach us to learn from each other

When we’re tight-fisted with your money, with our lives

Unclench our fists and make us open-handed. Ready to give, open to receive.

When we keep sorrow in its corner, unsure of a love that
could allow so much pain.
Because of your gentleness,
Love us in spite of ourselves.

Amen, eh?