December 8, 2016
December 8, 2016
We aren’t forgotten, aren’t abandoned, aren’t alone.
Because, You, Lord, say to the lost: ‘Come.’
You say to the Unlikely: ‘Beloved.’
You say to the Battle Weary: ‘Rest.’
You say: “Take every battle to the air in prayer —
so your God can take over your battles on earth.”
In a hard and beautiful world,
Your grace, Lord, is the only pillowed relief
for our tired souls to rest in You making all things new.
~ Ann VosKamp
Because, You, Lord, say to the lost: ‘Come.’
You say to the Unlikely: ‘Beloved.’
You say to the Battle Weary: ‘Rest.’
You say: “Take every battle to the air in prayer —
so your God can take over your battles on earth.”
In a hard and beautiful world,
Your grace, Lord, is the only pillowed relief
for our tired souls to rest in You making all things new.
~ Ann VosKamp