Wednesday 27 August 2008

Perfekt - or very near it


Feet of clay
Who me?
Certainly not.
I need to get it right
first time
every time
might not get a second chance
folk have expectations
can't go letting them down
giving them a chance
to affirm their doubts
and write off this great institution that I serve
Yet Lord, you did not come to found an institution
you came to call men and women
whose weakness you already knew
And you were willing to take the risk
of letting them carry on the work you began
the work of caring and sharing and learning and growing
Knowing that sometimes they'd get it wrong
and sometimes they'd mess things up
but loving enough to let them carry on
to pick them up time after time
and affirm them in your cause
even with their feet of clay.
So thank you Lord for loving enough to let us grow.
may we keep on loving enough - loving ourselves, loving others
to grow together.

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