Prayer: cloudy or fair?
Some time ago I was taking a
photo of a scene I wanted to draw. To my
surprise, I was verbally abused by a passer-by, (a) for indulging is such a
time-wasting pursuit as photography, and (b) because he didn’t want to be in
the frame as he walked on ahead of me (so he isn’t). It took quite a lot longer to say than that
may imply, but, well, you let these things pass. We all have our off days. Soft answers turn away wrath, and all that.
But then a few days later on
the way into Bradford he got on the bus (I’m almost sure it was the same guy),
and proceeded to have a serial row with the driver: jumping the queue for a
ticket when the person ahead was taking a bit of time; calling the driver names
when asked to keep in line, making rude assertions, loudly; and at the end of
it all (would you believe) promising to pray for him as he was so obviously in
the grip of Satan! Understandably, I
felt, the driver declined his offer: “I have no need of your prayers. I have plenty of people praying for me.” Like a dark cloud, you were glad when it
passed.
I confess I didn’t join
in. I didn’t try to act as a peacemaker,
or even pray. I sat tight, like everyone
else on the bus. What would you have
done? What would Jesus have done? I rather think he would have radiated light in
some recognisable way. Belatedly, then,
I pray: Lord, please fill me with your life and light. Give me gentle grace towards others, even when
tempers are short. And Lord, please speed
my reactions to reach out through the Spirit on behalf of your kingdom in every
situation.
Roy
Lorrain-Smith
A prayer for each week
Lord
of all peace, and of peacemaking, please give me your peacefulness within, but
also peaceableness towards others, especially those whom I find irritating – but
who are made in your image, just as we all are.
Amen.
Lord God, Heavenly Father, Champion of the
put-upon, please give me that combination of compassion and courage to stand up
for those who’re being bullied or abused – and not just think about it
afterwards.
Amen.
Creator Lord, maker of the entire universe,
even down to the detail of human ability to talk, please guard my lips and help
me watch my words, that what I say may more closely match your Living Word,
Jesus.
Amen.
Lord of space and time, and of people and
events, thank you for sending Jesus to rescue us when we screw up. From the wrath of impatience and injured
pride, and our hot hurtful words, please save us, as only you can.
Amen.
Lord
Commander, King of kings, please take more charge of me. Please heal me from anger, and angry
thoughts, and words, and worse. Please
take away all my anger that harms your kingdom, or help me control it.
Amen.
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