Just sitting here...
When
Raymond Hunthausen served as the archbishop of Seattle (1975-1991), his
vicar general would knock on his door and ask, "Are you busy?" And from
within, Hunthausen would often reply, "Just sitting here, letting Jesus love me..." (Source)
Now, that's something I don't do often enough, Lord:
take time to sit back and let you love me:
To sit in the quiet,
listening for whispers of your presence,
your friendship, your affection for me...
To sit still,
making time to settle down long enough
to feel, to hear your heart beat in sync with mine...
To sit as calmly as I'm able, waiting
for your strong arm to reach around
and hold me close to you...
Perhaps I don't do enough of this, Lord,
because I'm not really sure that you love me,
that you're always loving me...
Or perhaps I don't expect to find you loving me :
loving me in spite of my sins,
loving me individually, one-on-one...
Perhaps I don't think I'm worthy of your love
- which I'm not -
and yet, you love me anyway:
freely, fully and with forgiveness,
generously, gently, graciously...
Teach me then, Lord, to believe in your love,
your saving love,
to believe in your love for me...
Teach me, Lord, to make the time for sitting,
for sitting in the quiet stillness,
for sitting and waiting for you
waiting for you and your love for me...
Teach me, Lord, to hope for your love,
to wait on your love,
to expect to find you loving me
when I come to sit and pray...
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
and asleep, rest in your peace...
Amen.
How You Love Me by Patrick Mayberry
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Could it really be this easy
That You love me like
You say You do
I've got years and years of striving
When there was nothing left to prove
Could it really be this simple
Your kindness changes everything
It's like Your grace is on a mission
To take down my religion
You're all I really need
Hallelujah all this time
How You love me
How You love me
Hallelujah it blows my mind
How You love me
How You love me
Oh how you love me
Could it be I'm finally seeing
That You're not who
I'd thought
You'd be
You're not mad
And You're not scary
And all this shame
And guilt I've carried
Is why You died for me
Refrain
How You love me when I'm broken
How You love me when I'm weak
When I'm all out of options
When I can't bring You anything
How You love me when I'm hiding
Knowing I'm not good enough
Scared to death
You're gonna turn Your back
Knowing what I've done but...
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