Oh, Lord, I want to change, but then again I don’t want to, either. I’d rather remain in my self-centered ways. I’d rather blame someone else for my lack of success, for my stunted spiritual growth, for my coasting through life without significant goals.
I’d rather inhabit my small world than create an ever-expanding universe of love and brotherhood.
Father, I confess my contentment with mediocrity, my truce with the world, my complacency over eternity.
Chip away, O God, at the hardness of my heart.
O God, who walked this earth and looked
His fellow man eye to eye,
Who touched and healed the sick and lame,
Who took upon yourself our blame:
Make our own words sanctify
Those who surround us — as Jesus shook
Foundations, let our faith transform
Souls who must face the coming storm.
Let change for good, O God, begin with me!
To me give words of power to save and build.
By your delight a different man I’d be:
May I with your desire to bless be filled. Continue reading
I know not what the day may hold,
But he who rules it I know;
He gives me joy and makes me bold,
And cheers me in my woe. Continue reading