Walking With My Brother

Walking With My Brother is a place
Where all my joy can go when it spills over and out of me.
Flowing toward what it was meant to be.
A place where it can find its own way,
Growing into what it was born to say.
With Your grace, it will find some other ones
Who need whatever it becomes.
It’s a place where all my unknowing can find a voice
Where it seeks no other choice,
But to love and serve You.
Where my human fears and failings are so exposed
That I view them without attachment,
And, with Your grace, I banish them
To wither in the catchment
Where evil submits its hold on me to You.
This place is a gift through me from You, where,
Through my joy and fear, I might plant a seed or sooth a care,
Where I might show a way or, through Your grace,
Warn off the unsuspecting from the unrighteous.
This place is for You, Holy Father.
I pray that You bless it to Your use,
And, in Your infinite wisdom,
Allow it to bless whomever You bring to this place.
That through all my joy and fear and failing
They may glimpse, if only fleetingly, Your beautiful face.
This place is a prayer.
An offering of my thanks to You for Your continual blessing;
It is my plea for forgiveness, as, in my shame and remorse,
I add daily to the burden born by Your Son at Calgary;
It is my plea still for Your guidance, Your holy direction for my life;
It is a gift, unadorned, unworthy, and yet,
My poor attempt to walk with You only and constantly,
And, if it is Your will,
To bless others, who might find their way
Through this place to You.

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