The Lord reigns; let the peoples tremble!
He sits enthroned upon the cherubim; let the earth quake!
The Lord is great in Zion;
he is exalted over all the peoples.
Let them praise your great and awesome name!
Holy is he!
The King in his might loves justice.
You have established equity;
you have executed justice
and righteousness in Jacob.
Exalt the Lord our God;
worship at his footstool!
Holy is he!
God has shown us what is good. What does the Lord require of us?
To act justly,
To love mercy,
And to walk humbly with our God.
—Adapted from Micah 6:8
Almighty and Merciful Father,
you have told us what is good, and we agree with you.
Our lives, however, do not measure up.
We have not acted justly.
Instead, we have acted in ways
that promote our own comfort and advancement.
We have not loved mercy.
Instead, we have loved the order and control over our lives we can maintain
if we do not reach out to those in need.
We have not walked humbly with you.
Instead, we have run from your paths
when they are difficult and involve sacrifice.
Forgive us for our offenses against you,
and go on to subdue everything in us
which is contrary to your purposes.
By the power of your Spirit make us a community
which acts justly, loves mercy, and walks humbly with you,
through Christ our Lord.
If you, O Lord, kept a record of sins, who could stand?
Let us put our hope in the Lord,
for with him is unfailing love;
with him is full redemption.
The Lord himself will redeem us from all our sins. Amen.
"I Sought The Lord" (anonymous, circa 1880)
I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew
He moved my soul to seek Him, seeking me.
It was not I that found, O Savior true;
No, I was found of Thee.
Thou didst reach forth Thy hand and mine enfold;
I walked and sank not on the storm vexed sea.
’Twas not so much that I on Thee took hold,
As Thou, dear Lord, on me.
I find, I walk, I love, but oh, the whole
Of love is but my answer, Lord, to Thee!
For Thou were long beforehand with my soul,
Always Thou lovedst me.
In a postmodern cut-and-paste world, I'm thankful for the form liturgy gives our worship. With the net, television, and a life served up to me screen by screen, the already alien act of worship is made all the more difficult by my waning ability stay focused on anything, much less someone as wholly other as the God of the universe. Liturgy gives me an agenda I can follow in this all-important endeavor, touchstones to which my heart and mind can return from their wanderings.
Another early morning with Earl Grey tea. Realizing the wisdom of cutting back on my luxury expenses like coffeeshop coffee and dining out. Not abstention; just limits and boundaries. I'll also be cooking more, which somehow makes me a bit saner.
Even if I weren't cutting back, these early mornings are so very good. Time to be with my Lord and remember who I am, to read and pray even in the stammering steps I can take.