This is a prayer for those of us who admit that many of the choices we make are driven by fear. For those who wonder what others will think, if we are missing out on something better, if we are doing enough, and even if we are enough. And this prayer is for those of us who are so paralyzed that we do not choose at all, and instead passively allow life to happen to us.
For your glory and our good,
God, be our courage.
Be our bravery in times of hesitancy and doubt. When our next step is smothered in a fog of opinions, and the howling of a world divided seems like it might just be too much, be near us.
Cradle us in our frailty, lullabying to us the assurance that all is not as it should be, but someday all will be well. Better than you can imagine, my child.
Transform our failures into offerings for the weary world, gifts that show that you are a God in the business of redeeming brokenness and making beauty from incoherent fragments. Speak this truth into the deepest corners of us so that we may not live afraid of making mistakes.
You are the God who bends down into our broken places to meet us there, look us in the eyes, and tell us that we are enough. Just the way you made us. You remind us you do not give us a spirit of fear or of timidity, but one of power and love.
And though you meet us in our brokenness, you do not leave us there. And we rejoice. For every day, from glory to glory, you are graciously hoisting us from the harrowing pits—the severed relationships, the losses and disappointments and unmet longings—and you are transforming us into a creation that is more and more like this light we call Christ, if only we will let you. Because sometimes courage looks a lot like humility.
Remind us of this truth when we allow our souls to be dragged down by discouragement. When the strife of the world chokes out our hope and it seems like all is lost, dispel the myth that you are asleep or apathetic. For you are always on the move, even when the choices you’ve allowed us to make break your heart.
Give us the courage to rise and take part in your story of light. Because it is a choice: we can let the sadness and lostness overwhelm us with despair, or we can boldly decide to battle the darkness, even if only for the sake of the saving the one. Thank you for being the Father who stops for the one.
Move through us to be a hand to the fallen, a hug for the broken, a crutch for the weak. For we ourselves are only these things, but even our small sparks will shine bright when we offer them together to a world living in the dark.
Daily give us the courage to be seekers and spreaders of light.
7We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.
8We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. 9We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. 10Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies.
16That is why we never give up. Though our bodies are dying, our spirits are being renewed every day. 17For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! 18So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.
2 Corinthians 4:7-10, 16-18