Radical Grace
Lori McCray
My life is an undeserved mercy.
Since I threw it away, gave up on it, rejected the gift ~ yet here I am, living it.
Loving it at last.
I was not given up on.
I’m here because I still have work to do.
Dear Lord, before I die, I want to see my Self in your Beauty.
Make my soul holy.
Help me follow you more closely in the shadowlands, until your vision becomes my own.
Show me the way to embrace paradox and keep me patient before Mystery.
Wisdom sees all things at once, without separation or division.
Teach me the meaning of ‘Oneness’, oh ‘Perfecter of our faith’.
Strengthen my desire to hold the tension of the opposites.
Let me say Yes to everyone and everything, yet keep a watchful eye on evil.
Deliver me, oh Lord, from the brambles which would entangle me and make my path steady, to the place where you are waiting, always ready to receive and bless.
Sanctify my love, so merely human and filled with weakness.
Elevate my offering and out of my humility, grant me your grace.
I promise not to keep it for myself.