“Restore me in the image of your love this day, that my passions for life may be full.”
- J. Phillip Newell, Celtic Benediction
I been asking God alot recently about how He wants me to pray. Every so often in my life something changes in how I feel I’m supposed to pray. Sometimes it’s through journaling, sometimes it’s through reading, most recently it’s been through working out. My hope is that someday I will be able to incorporate all those things into a “super prayer”…and then all things in my life will be perfected through Christ. As of yet, though, I’m not there.
I’ve been sensing a transition in how I pray. Still not sure where it’s headed. But this morning, in prayer, I read the quote above, and an image immediately washed over me.
Tumbleweed. Tumbleweed rolling along a dry, dusty, lifeless road.
I don’t think that’s where I am, but, honestly, God gives me images like that sometimes. Images that spur me on to either let God transform my heart, or show me where my heart is headed if something doesn’t change.
It got me thinking about life. Our God, our Creator, is passionate. Look at this world. Look at this creation. So much love and beauty and creativity. The passion of God is all around us. And we were made in that image. God created us, and gives us the ability to feel that same passion. I truly believe that.
But it seems to me that I get so caught up in the everyday…that I lose that passion. I have my schedule…I need my schedule, I need that rhythm to the day…so it is a good thing…but I get so lost in that rhythm, that when I read the words “passions for life”, well…I get the feeling that I’m missing something. Hence the tumbleweed.
“Restore me in the image of your love this day, that my passions for life may be full.”