Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Gathering My Thoughts

"Unite my heart to fear (reverence) Your name” 
—Psalm 86:11

Gather my thoughts, dear Lord, they fitfully roam
    Like children bent on foolish wandering,
Or vanity of fruitless wayfaring
    O call them home.

See them—they drift like the wind-scattered foam;
    Like wild sea birds, they hither, thither fly,
And some sink low, and others soar too high
    O call them home.

Wherever, Lord, beneath the wide blue dome
    They wander, in Thy patience find them there:
That, undistracted, I may go to prayer. —George Herbert

Plato said our minds are like aviaries and our thoughts are like birds. It’s an apt metaphor as I age. I reach for a thought and it eludes me; I grasp at another and I frighten it away. I can only pray...

“Gather my thoughts, dear Lord, to worship and adore.”

David Roper

8.18.18

Going and Not Knowing

"By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to a place that he was to receive as an inheritance. And he went out, not knowing...