Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Made New

From Blog09

Holy Lord, great God of all,
Hear us, help us as we call.
Turn us from our sin and pride.
Change us, Father, deep inside.
Wash us. Shape us. Make us new.
Fill us with the smell of you.

...whatever prayer, whatever plea is made by any man or by all your people Israel, each knowing his own affliction and his own sorrow and stretching out his hands toward this house, then hear from heaven your dwelling place and forgive and render to each whose heart you know, according to all his ways, for you, you only, know the hearts of the children of mankind, that they may fear you and walk in your ways all the days that they live in the land that you gave to our fathers.
--2 Chronicles 6:29-31, ESV

Poem and photo ©2009 James L. Swindle


Ρωμανός ~ Romanós said...

Beautiful poem and photo!

The scripture you quoted sounded very familiar, and when I thought about it I realised that this text has been used in the Orthodox Church on occasions of public repentance, being prayed over the congregation while one of the ministers holds the book of the gospels open, pages facing down over the bowed heads of the kneeling worshippers. It is prayed over us with the canopy of the gospels above our heads as a visible symbol of that forgiveness which flows down all over us like red rain falling from the cross of Jesus.

Your post came to me at a time when I need it. God is faithful, and He provides without our asking whatever He knows we need, by the hands of His servants.


Jim Swindle said...

I'm always delighted when the Lord chooses to speak to someone through something I've said or done. To be honest, I've needed the words of repentance lately also.