Post reblogged from The Complex Life of a Church Janitor. with 166 notes
Lord,
I humble myself before you. I once again surrender myself to you. It seems that I tend to forget that all I need is found in your love and I am ashamed I seek it elsewhere. I know that grace is meant to be redeem all of me, beyond forgiving me of my sins. I look to you. I desire you. I want your grace to alter the fabric of my existence, rather than being a varnish on my life. Let me shine your light.
Amen
Quote reblogged from The final sentence. with 611 notes
The river will accept what it is given,
even your body and everything you’ve done to it.
Source: dzancbooks.org
BECAUSE we have forgotten our ancestors,
our children no longer give us honor.
BECAUSE we have lost the path our ancestors cleared
kneeling in perilous undergrowth,
our children cannot find their way.
BECAUSE we have banished the God of our ancestors,
our children cannot pray.
BECAUSE the old wails of our ancestors have faded beyond our hearing,
our children cannot hear us crying.
BECAUSE we have abandoned our wisdom of mothering and fathering,
our befuddled children give birth to children
they neither want nor understand.
BECAUSE we have forgotten how to love, the adversary is within our
gates, an holds us up to the mirror of the world shouting,
“Regard the loveless”
Therefore we pledge to bind ourselves to one another, to embrace our
lowliest, to keep company with our loneliest, to educate our illiterate,
to feed our starving, to clothe our ragged, to do all good things,
knowing that we are more than keepers of our brothers and sisters.
We ARE our brothers and sisters.
IN HONOR of those who toiled and implored God with golden tongues,
and in gratitude to the same God who brought us out of hopeless desolation, we
make this pledge.
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See what I mean? Look to yourself. You free. Nothing and nobody is obligated to save you but you. Seed your own land. You young and a women and there’s serious limitation in both, but you a person too. Don’t let Lenore or some trifling boyfriend and sertainly no devil doctor decide who you are. That’s slavery. Somewhere inside you is that free person I’m talking about. Locate her and let her so some good in the world.
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