Lord, keep us from sliding with or without thought into the path of spiritual suicide. . . the easy contemporary path where we deconstruct your timeless and unchanging Word. . . both your Word Incarnate and written. . . through any human-made theory. Foster in us a keen awareness of our own bent to wander. . . knowingly and unknowingly. . . off of your well-lit path of holiness and righteousness, and onto the over-populated dark path which is crammed with the world, the flesh, and the devil. Sustain and grow in us an ever-present state of high alert where we are committed to the wise task of deconstructing any human-made theory under the spotlight of your Word. And, may we clearly discern truth from error so that we might not diminish your image in any person, or remake you in our own image through the same rebellious pride that took our first parents out of the garden. Grant us grace that we may ever live under your authority, rather than falling into the deadly trap of believing that we can somehow force you to live under ours. Amen.
Learning my lines . . .
. . . discovering what it means to follow Jesus, seeing my story swept up into his . . .