Holy One,
I am a bit bedraggled,
and my body is worse for wear.
And yet I rise and follow,
and I seek the tasks you have set for me
and for my fellow travelers.
You alone are the source of hope,
of sweetness at the end of a struggle,
of joy in the midst of a heavy load.
You bring the light and the shadows,
You send the nourishing rain
and gentle winds that refresh my heart.
My broken wings flutter on,
and there You are:
the sweet breath of Joy,
the providence of Grace,
the deep roots of Growth,
the Presence of Christ,
the wind of the Spirit,
lifting me,
sending me,
reflecting You.
Amen.
Rev. Deborah Vaughn is a hospice chaplain endorsed by the Alliance of Baptists, and Assistant Minister at Twinbrook Baptist Church in Rockville, MD. She blogs at An Unfinished Symphony and was a contributor to There’s a Woman in the Pulpit. She is an avid Buckeye fan down to her scarlet-painted toes!
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