I'd like to share my absolute favorite poem with you today because it moves me so deeply. It's my heart's cry at this season of life - as a woman, as a mother, as a follower of Christ. Do you ever yearn for something "essential" to happen to you? In an internal, profound, heart-changing kind of way? It's the slightly scary and adventurous prayers that I breathe quietly to the Lord that make me so giddy and expectant that he hears me. I love that he can speak to my condition. May this prayer below lead you into expectant conversation with the Lord today. 

 

LET SOMETHING ESSENTIAL HAPPEN TO ME

by Ted Loder

 

O God,

Let something essential happen to me.

Something more than interesting,

or entertaining,

or thoughtful.

O God,
Let something essential happen to me,
something awesome
something real.
Speak to my condition, Lord,
and change me inside where it matters,
a change that will burn and tremble and heal
and explode me into tears
or laughter
or love that throbs or screams
or keeps a terrible, cleansing silence
and dares the dangerous deeds.
Let something happen to me
which is my real self, God

O God,
Let something exciting and passionate happen in me now.
Strip me of my illusions of self sufficiency,
of my proud sophistications,
of my inflated assumptions of knowledge
and leave me shivering as Adam or Eve
before the miracle of the natural-
the miracle of this earth.
That nurtures me as a mother
and delights me as a lover.
The miracle of my body
that breathes and moves,
hungers and digests,
sees and hears;
that is creased and wrinkled and sexual
shrinks in hurt
and swells in pleasure;
that works by the most amazing messages,
of what and where and how.
Coded and curled in every cell
and that dares to speak the confronting word.

O God
Let something essential and joyful happen in me now.
Something like the blooming of hope and faith.
Like a grateful heart,
like a surge of awareness
of how precious each moment is
That now, not next time,
now is the occasion
to take off my shoes,
to see every bush afire,
to leap and whirl with neighbor,
to gulp the air as sweet wine
until I've drunk enough
to dare to speak the tender word:
"Thank you"
"I love you"
"You're beautiful"
"Let's live together forever now"
and "I'm a fool for Christ's sake."

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