Marooned

I have an incredible capacity to maroon myself in life's rocky gorges and perilous mountain ledges.
In this season of joy and peace, I hear again with piercing clarity God's promise to deliver me from the dangerous places I myself chose, leveling every obstacle to my safe journey home

When I am lost in the thorns and thickets of my own foolishness -- comfort me, Lord.

When I am trapped in the ways that lead me far from you -- comfort me, Lord.

When I am beset and besieged by the voices not your own -- comfort me, Lord.

When I am caught in dark places -- comfort me, Lord.

Finding Ourself

Those who look for the fulfilllment of God's promises out of a sense that they are entitled to them because of their intelligence, their virture, their achievements, often discover to their cost that they were looking only for themselves -- and it is themselves they find.
Those who look for God in their proverty and need find themselves seeing what many long to see but did not and many long to hear but did not.

A Short Memory

God is true: he has a long memory for his own promises and a short memory for my failures to keep my own.

Grant me the grace to put my trust in my God's fidelity rather than my own short-sightedness.

Teach me to hear and to live the words I pray.

Make me walk in the ways of truth and beauty today.

Let us strive for purity of heart, poverty of spirit,
and for the character of little children
and we will be threefold blessed.

-- Blessed Peter Favre