I recently re-read some posts I made a year back... and I feel like I'm behind from where I was then. Discouraging? I'm not sure. More like accepting. Accepting where I'm at, what I've learned (or at least am trying to learn)... and looking forward to where I'm going (which I'm not entirely sure where that is).
So, for now, just call me the Dawn Treader... I'm sailing through this ocean called life and I'm definitely afloat... just trying to figure out how to work the compass right now. And how to trust the compass.
For now, Frederick Beuchner's prayer is mine:
Father and Lord,
Most near and most far, listen to our silence before thee as well as to our prayers, because often it is the silence that speaks better of our need. Speak thy joy into our silence. Breath thy life into our less than life, not for our own sakes only but for the sake of those to whom, with thy life in us, we may ourselves bring life.
Much as we wish, not one of us can bring back yesterday or shape tomorrow. Only today is ours, and it will not be ours for long, and once it is gone it will never in all time be ours again. Thou only knowest what it holds in store for us, yet even we know something of what it will hold. The chance to speak the truth, to show mercy, to ease another's burden. The chance to resist evil, to remember all the good times and the good people of our past, to be brave, to be strong, to be glad. We know that today as every day our lives will be touched by thee and that one way or another thou wilt speak to us before we sleep, for the very moments themselves of our lives are thy words to us. Give us ears to hear thee speak. Give us hearts to quicken as thou drawest near. Amen.
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