Impulsive master of
misunderstanding
You comfort me with all
your big mistakes;
Jumping the ship before
you make the landing,
Placing the bet before you
know the stakes.
I love the way you step
out without knowing,
The way you sometimes
speak before you think,
The way your broken faith
is always growing,
The way he holds you even
when you sink.
Born to a world that
always tried to shame you,
Your shaky ego vulnerable
to shame,
I love the way that Jesus
chose to name you,
Before you knew how to
deserve that name.
And in the end your
Saviour let you prove
That each denial is undone
by love.
Father,
You call us to
follow like Peter,
to turn away
from our own selfish interests,
even if the
path is difficult to see,
or is heading
in a direction we would never have chosen for ourselves.
Help us to see
with the eyes of faith,
rather than
from our own point of view.
Teach us to
follow without fear,
knowing that
You are always with us,
leading the
way.
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