The following prayer is found at the end of Chapter One of AND THEREBY HANGS A TALE. Read this prayer slowly, deliberately, and, preferably, out loud. Upon reflection, maybe there is one line that is of particular interest to you, one that unsettles you or perhaps encourages you or gives you hope in an unexpected way. If so, please tell us about it. I am going to post each of the ten prayers from this book in two day intervals. Each prayer has layers that may demand a second look, and possibly a third, particularly if some element arouses some neglected passion. Give that passion speech. That is, leave a comment.
Each prayer is shaped in the language that prayer often takes, which at times is simple and at times is complex and lyrical. God speaks to us in splendors, in rhapsodies the heart alone can understand. Our prayers often return that same splendor back to God. Splendor and clarity are lovely when they pray together.
Therefore, one day’s exploration may not be enough.
We want to hear what you have to say. You may comment on one line, on two or more lines, or comment on the entire prayer—however you may be moved. We want you to have this book. If you leave a comment, you will receive a signed copy of the book. We hope you enjoy this prayer cycle.
LORD, I WANT TO LIVE THE DEVOTED LIFE, to live life according to your original design. I am a world whose true discovery is yet to be. Call forth what is authentic in me, what may have been lost in my distractions, set aside, or forgotten. Set worship adrift in me. Awaken my heart, the Eden sleeping in me. Continue Reading…