Monday Morning Offering: 3/7

Coffee in the Morning by George Mendoza

Good morning, good God!

In the spirit of this holy Lenten season, Lord,
I offer you a contrite* heart...

I don't understand the mystery of your mercy, Lord:
   you love me even in my sins;
   you never fail to see the good in me;
   you always find what's to be loved in me;
   you never cease to reach out, gently,
      to rescue me from my selfish ways,
      to bring me home to your embrace,
      to mend what is broken within me,
      to heal what is sick,
      to forgive what is sinful...

I may not understand, Lord,

but I'm ever grateful

for the mysterious mercy you never fail to offer me:

and so this morning,

I offer you my contrite heart...

 

So great is your love, Lord, for all of us; 

so exquisite the delight you take in each of us:
    even when we forget or tarnish or deny
    the image of your beauty within us

     - still, your love for us remains...

So, I offer you my contrite heart...

I lose sight of your goodness within me

and I fear that you see only what I see:

    my brokenness, my sins and faiings...

So, I offer you my contrite heart...

I forget that you come to meet me

precisely where I need you:

    that you might smooth me;

       where I'm rough,

    that you might mend me

       where I'm broken,

    that you might strengthen me

       in weakness,

    that you might heal me

        where I'm wounded

    and forgive me and forgive me

        and forgive me once again...

 

And so I offer you my contrite heart...

Look not on my sins, Lord,
    but rather on my faith in your pardon:
be gentle in receiving the heart I offer,
    a broken, contrite heart..

Help me trust the mystery of your mercy, Lord,

the mercy of your all-forgiving love...

I offer you my contrite heart, O God,
this morning, all this day
and through the week ahead...

Amen.

*apologetic, humble, remorseful, repentant,
just plain sorry!

 

 

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