Saturday, November 09, 2013

the other

Lord,

my role in life should not have changed. i am struggling to maintain a sense of direction in the midst of many uncertainties and unresolved matters, and despite the way certain foundational elements are morphing weirdly. but i want to be Yours still, serving, selfless-- not destroying or sacrificing self, necessarily, but putting it to best use.

therefore, in this matter of a difficult friendship that does not make sense to me: please help me do things that make sense. please make me an instrument of peace, kindness, joy, beauty, growth, or whatever the hell i'm supposed to be, because most of the time nowadays, i really have no clue.

please help me serve lovingly. please help me do well.

amen