It is so difficult for me to pick a single favorite anything – song, show, food. I am a lot better at lists of favorites. But still, if there were one prayer from my project that I would like to be shared, I feel this one took form wonderfully. I think the path it walks is one many of us may have to go down.
Confronting Trauma
There are parts of me that I do not wish to see – that I would like to pretend do not exist – that weigh down my spirit, ache in my bones, and echo in the dark corners of my mind. They seem so far from the truth of who I am, yet I know flow through every part of me. These are the places I have shattered, shards that won’t simply come back together on their own. And every time I look at them, I risk breaking again.
Dear God, travel through my broken parts and make me new. Hold my hand as we work to repair this soul. Love me fully, so that I may look on my darkness without shame. Love me strongly, so I can forgive the unforgivable. Love me deeply, so I can gather these shattered pieces and be whole.
Indeed, we felt we had received the sentence of death. But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves but on God, who raises the dead. 2 Corinthians 1:9 NIV
You have taught the pure power of resurrection. Let the old in me die and be mourned, but let the new in me rise and be glorified.
In Jesus’ name I pray – Amen.
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