A Prayer When Hearts Are Reeling and Vulnerable
Brothers and Sisters in Jesus, I cannot think of a more helpful passage to pray as we move into this weekend. We are reeling, vulnerable, sad, and mad. Some of us are at odds with friends, all of us need to be on our knees. Jesus is our welcoming harbor and sure hope.
Colossians 3:1 – Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. 2 Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.
Lord Jesus, more than anything this weekend, we need to see you at our Father’s right hand. Welcoming, loving, and praying for us. Reigning over the chaos, closer than we can imagine, at work for your glory and our good. Settle these wandering hearts of ours. Capture our racing thoughts.
3:7 – Rid yourselves of all such things as these: anger, rage, malice, slander, and filthy language from your lips.
When we hurt, we tend to hurt others. When we feel angry, we look for someone to blame. When we are afraid, we say things we regret. Quiet our hearts with your grace, and comfort us with your presence. Help us to be quick to listen this weekend—especially to you, and careful with our words.
3:12 – As God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.
Lord Jesus, more than anything else, we are yours—dearly loved, chosen from eternity, set apart for you, by you. At the core of our being, we are robed in your perfect righteousness. May that stun us all over again. Today, and these coming days, may we reach into the closet of the Gospel only for garments of grace.
This is a forever-season for wearing compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. Help us bear with each other, not bury each other under a mound of criticism and correction. Help us grieve with each other, not at each other. May the forgiveness we have in you be more real than ever, and easier to share than ever.
Bind us ever-so-tightly—to yourself and one another, with cords of love, ropes of reconciliation, and cables of hope. So very Amen we pray, in your merciful and mighty name.