If I have not love, Lord, I am a dry and weary place where there is no water for my soul.
If I have not love, Lord, I am a stormy sea with no safe harbor for the lost traveler.
If I have not love, Lord, I am an angry siren in a world that needs birdsong.
If I have not love, Lord, I am depleted and weak because I have not allowed your Spirit to fill me.
If I have not love, Lord, I have no voice for the hopeless and no comfort for the hurting.
If I have not love, Lord, I become brittle, dry, and inhospitable for creating and sustaining life.
If I have not love, Lord, I am hurting the helpless and worshipping my privilege and power.
If I have not love, Lord, I have left the God I worship behind in the dust of my self righteousness.
If I have not love, Lord, I am nothing without you. Help me. Amen.
Rev. Deborah Vaughn, BCC, is a bereavement counselor endorsed by the Alliance of Baptists. As her daughters have “grown and flown,” she lives with her beloved bearded spouse of many years in Maryland. She is a herder of cats, and remains a die-hard Ohio State fan. You can find more of her writing at An Unfinished Symphony.
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Thank you especially for my temptation to be an angry siren instead of birdsong this week.
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