O Jesus…
We seek you in places you have already left and fail to see you when you stand before us.
You interrupt our comfort with your nakedness,
touch our possessiveness with your poverty.
You challenge our smugness.
You come so we can touch you with our hands,
yet we refuse to touch the hands of those you love most deeply.
You are at once, sign and hope and stumbling block.
Your persistent call disturbs our settled lives.
May we neither cling to the fear that holds us back,
nor refuse to embrace the cost of serving when it is required of us.
O God…
You drive us into the desert to search out your truth.
You are outrageous hope.
Help us to abandon our worldly penchant of failing to choose to follow you.
You urge us beyond all reason to love our enemies.
You disarm our judgment with your radical mercy.
Stir us to a new vision and uncover our injustice and arrogance.
You are gift, you are hope, you are joy meant to be taken to those who sit in darkness.
If not us…then who will go?
PASSION, PURPOSE & POOPYHEADS 