16 The Lord is king forever and ever;
the nations perish from his land.
17 O Lord, you hear the desire of the afflicted;
you will strengthen their heart; you will incline your ear
18 to do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed (Psalm 10:16-18)
I haven’t been praying much. It hasn’t necessarily been that I simply do not wish to, but more that my prayers are feeble, falling apart before reaching the ether. I find the broken phrases I do lift up sound a lot like a child desiring to rest in his father. Praying more for brokenness than success, I see that this is where Christ thrives. I pray for discipline because I so often run to the things that bind and destroy. The funny thing about fathers, or at least the good ones, is they are quick to discipline from a place of deep love and protection. They too know what it is like to be broken. Our Father is sensitive to the fatherless in this world because He, as a father, has had His own heart broken by a murdered son. He gets it.
There is a beautiful backwardness to it all. A system of belief that lifts up the weakest of us – the ones who pass through the crowd unnoticed. His economy values the hurt, betrayed, and abandoned because these are the ones who are commissioned to build His Church – a hospital for the worst of us. These are the failures of this world.
Lord, break me. The life I build for myself is incomparable to the life you give. I need my true Father to guide and correct me. Save me from myself.
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