Sep 282013

thumbnail.aspx_You God toward whom we pray and about whom we sing, and from whom we claim our very life.

In your presence, in our seasons of ache and yearning and honesty, we know our right names.

In your presence we know ourselves to be aliens and strangers.

We gasp in recognition, taken by surprise at this disclosure, because we had nearly settled in and taken up residence in the wrong place.

For all of that, we turn out to be we strangers, unfamiliar with your covenant, remote from your people, at odds too much with sisters and brothers,we aliens, with no hope without promise with very little sense of belonging or knowing or risking or trusting, It is in your presence that we come face to face with our beset, beleaguered existence in the world.

BUT You are the one who by your odd power calls us by new names that we can receive only from you and relish only in your company.

You call us now, citizens … with all the rights and privileges and responsibilities pertaining to life in your commonwealth.

You call us now saints, not because we are good or gentle or perfect, but because you have spotted us and marked us and claimed us for yourself and your purposes.

You call us members … and we dare imagine that we belong and may finally come home.

So with daring and freedom,we move from our old names known too well to the new names you speak over us, and in the very utterance we are transformed.

In the moment of utterance and transformation, we look past ourselves and past our sisters and brothers here present.

And we notice so many other siblings broken, estranged, consumed in rage and shame and loneliness, much born of wretched economics.

We bid powerfully that you name afresh all your creatures this day, even as you name us afresh.

We pray for nothing more and nothing less than your name for us all, utterly new, restored heaven and earth.

And we will take our new names with us when we leave this place, treasuring them all day long, citizen, saint, member, even as we take with us the odd name of Jesus.

Walter Brueggemann. Awed to Heaven, Rooted in Earth: The Prayers of Walter Brueggemann Kindle Edition.

  13 Responses to “Prayer & Praise”

  1. Asking again for prayer for two brothers, both with lymphoma. Both are being treated with aggressive chemo, but one needs a match for a bone marrow transplant. Please pray for a donor for Mike and successful treatment for both Mike and Tony.

  2. Linnea,

    I am praying for them now and will continue until the answers come. This is a very hard trial to go through.

  3. Thank you, Rick…I will let them know 🙂

  4. Anoint them with oil and pray over them as well. Will be lifting them up in my prayers!

  5. Just catching up. Praying for the brothers. Praying for you, too, Linnea.

  6. Praying here as well this morning, Linnea.

  7. Linnea, praying here too.

  8. Thank you all for your prayers for Mike and Tony…

  9. Our best friends have learned the wife has cancer in her lungs and liver. A biopsy will be done and she’ll go home to celebrate her birthday on Tuesday and then go to a convalescent home. Her husband can’t take care of her due to his parkinsons. She has had a lot of health problems and they lost a son to a drug overdose. This really came out of left field. Please pray for a miracle. Thank you.

  10. Praying for your friends, E.

  11. Thank you Nonnie. She’s on oxygen and has no strength to walk. A liver biopsy is set for next week and then it’s another week to get the results. She’s not eating at all. I take so much for granted.

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