My Book of Uncommon Prayers: Limping

Limping church,

tormented body,

suppressing our Hyde in this war—flesh and spirit,

are we only to stumble through heaven’s gate?

How can we be broken bread to a dying world—

wine poured out to heal a tortured race—when we can’t even heal ourselves?

That I may humble myself in the sight of the Lord.

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 “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.” ~II Chronicles 7:14

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About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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