One By One
I stand tall and free
Without Death
Terrorizing my soul.
For those who die in faith
Shall rise again
Dead are not forgot
Asleep in quiet fields of repose.
God's love makes them free
And they shall enter Paradise
Blessed as angels... one by one.
PRAYER
Dear Lord,
How hard it is for me to see myself as a mighty warrior-
me, the runt of the litter.
So often I've seen myself as someone merely grinding out my daily bread,
not someone going off to battle.
And yet you've singled me out not to farm but to fight.
Help me go forward in the strength you've given me,
obeying your command that has sent me,
and focusing on your adequacy rather than my inadequacy.
Please help me with the image I have of myself as so small and weak.
Eugene H. Peterson
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