One morning I woke up at 5am to help our wonderful Belizian and Guatemalan cooks make breakfast. We finished pretty quickly so I just sat on the steps of our building and watched the sun come up. The mission house we stayed at was up in the hilly regions of Belize and had a beautiful view out over the trees.
I looked at this sunrise while sipping instant coffee (hey, you're thankful for any coffee at 5 in the morning). I wrote this prayer that I decided to share just to give you an idea of the thoughts in my head.
Please Lord
Let me never become complacent.
Take me and shake my world up. Stretch and challenge me to see more of you, to root out all my sin.
Let grace rule over my life and let your mark of freedom be imprinted on all I do.
Let me not be bound by selfishness, by cultural prejudice.
Let me be broken.
Let crazy adventures come.
Take me to new places and new things but break my heart for the people I leave behind.
Let me never have an easy time leaving but let grace go with me to sooth and comfort.
Let no person be my guide but let Jesus take that position.
Let me fail in my weakness so that I'm reminded to pick up my strength in you.
Let me grasp possessions loosely and be willing to let them slip through my fingers.
Let me remember the worlds hurts and suffering but not be so overwhelmed that I have no joy.
Let me always be reminded of what you did when you died, proclaimed me righteous and set me free.
Let the hope and joy from that fill up my life.
Let me seek after truth and never stop.
Let me draw near to you and I'm told you'll draw near to me.
When I go through the Valley of Baca let me make it a place of streams.
Let me go from strength to strength (Ps. 84).
Let me never become complacent.
Take me and shake my world up. Stretch and challenge me to see more of you, to root out all my sin.
Let grace rule over my life and let your mark of freedom be imprinted on all I do.
Let me not be bound by selfishness, by cultural prejudice.
Let me be broken.
Let crazy adventures come.
Take me to new places and new things but break my heart for the people I leave behind.
Let me never have an easy time leaving but let grace go with me to sooth and comfort.
Let no person be my guide but let Jesus take that position.
Let me fail in my weakness so that I'm reminded to pick up my strength in you.
Let me grasp possessions loosely and be willing to let them slip through my fingers.
Let me remember the worlds hurts and suffering but not be so overwhelmed that I have no joy.
Let me always be reminded of what you did when you died, proclaimed me righteous and set me free.
Let the hope and joy from that fill up my life.
Let me seek after truth and never stop.
Let me draw near to you and I'm told you'll draw near to me.
When I go through the Valley of Baca let me make it a place of streams.
Let me go from strength to strength (Ps. 84).
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