2022-11-07 A Prayer: Grand Vistas

O Lord, be our memory bank: once we were decrepit, but now we are whole. Once we were panicked, but now the writing is just erased from our tome. See as illegal levels of joy cross our path. Illegal, because first of all we fell away in that First Fall, and illegal secondly because we only give so much; we resent in each other some levels of Peace. So we are no longer cynical but face bravely what the good day brings. We are not incomplete, maimed, self-mutilated and trying to prove to others some level of repentance; we learned, Your Spirit, accomplished a level of healing, an actual forgiveness, when none seemed possible.

See plainly; see fondly; see with motivation to forgive, indeed, as the One who has already forgiven, so that we might actually and in true fact know this day the writing erased from our tome, our souls living and, we pray, not far from that form of proper conversation with You; grant us to stay knit to You, even as we may joyfully soar. Grant us still to be peace and humility in believing.

It is like some acknowledgment that we are altogether back in form, a form that is complete and makes whole the entire Being, Created. See as outward thoughts flare forth like sun storms, and heavenly baubles entertain and captivate simple, loving, remade us, who speak with plainness and pure intentions.

See us now simply and appropriately wondering if “All of us” is indeed back on the table, no need to harp and plead. We are not mutilated nor harmed, because no words are sufficient yet one thing is sufficient, faith, looking to You who this day are the very delight of our eyes. So we stay near to a Heaven-sent day, and one in full recognition of how we soar yet alternately debase ourselves.

See the writing erased from our history. See the clean slate. See us bring the entire soul to the table, nothing lost when the mistakes and regrets were lost. Grant us pure gratitude rather than a circumspect effort to remain apologetic; we apologize, if that is helpful, but more than that together we are an evolved community and one lancing forth. Deeper affections are set free rather than caught up in a pained outlook that others feel, because they are affectionate, obliged to merge with; for in truth we are not corrupted in regards to our plain thought; we are affectionate and complete in winsome ways. On some level there is Created, basic, purpose of thought.

So we mock and degrade the former self, now this day knowing Created Character and astute thought. O see us illegally happy, and moments ago panicking, but no more: we are no longer panicked, we are overcomers; call it an effort, even though in truth what we bask in is Your effort; see You erase our mistakes in truth, in unworldly uniqueness.

Can we come home to a clear-thinking encounter with memories in all holiness, memories owned by Your Cross, so that Resurrection light may triumph? We make no concession, asking for the complete gift. And we take a moment to rest, and enjoy the alternate interpretation: You, and all Your deeds, made into ours.

We pray all this in Your Name, Amen.