Tuesday, March 19, 2013

dear Jesus,

This morning I sit still in the quiet and wait.
Then I write whatever prayers rise up in me.




  • Silence is our friend, my Lord, our place.
  • All my anxiety I transfer to the evil one, for I hear he becomes restless when my center is You.
  • In the unpolluted quiet, my soul tilts toward gratitude.
    • for the beauty of the fifteen friends in our home last night that overwhelm me to the point of not knowing what to do with such a large amount of beauty. And I don't want to know... I just want to enjoy!
    • for the way You are keeping my friend from having what she wants in ministry, so that she might have more of You instead.
    • for my brother who is learning to trash the scorecard way of living to embrace the One who by His death made Himself the Way to the Father.
    • for my wife who marvels at You like a child who walks into a Christmas morning around the tree.
    • for the creativity my little sister is discovering.
  • I long for time to slow down. Or better said, I am longing to live more present to the people in my moment, slowing time.
  • I resist now the urge to wrap up this time of prayer and now...
  • I confess:
    • I have created a life with little need for confession.
    • my impurities include the demand for order and clarity.
    • I am still prone to sell my agenda with spiritual language.
    • I critique the way other's worship You.
    • I have purposefully declined opportunities to be gracious, because it would prove inconvenient.
    • I like food too much. 
    • I am not keen to all my ways that are in need of forgiveness.
  • For the young children whom Kathie and I know and love: the challenge of living in this world but not living of this world seems to increase... they must have Your strength. Shape their spirits earlier than we would ever imagine with courage and trust, to look like Jesus.
  • For Your blessings, thank You. But above all, for You, the Blesser, I lift my hands in my now public closet, asking you to inhabit the eyes of each reader and pray-er who calls upon You with me.
  • After this hour of prayer, I begin to understand why Martin Luther, once said, "I have so much to do this day that I shall spend the first three hours in prayer."
  • Make the incline of my heart for You to steepen.
  • Great and Holy Three-in- One, on this 30th day of Lent, to You be glory in my Family and in me, for Your sake.
Yes.