A Prayer for Affliction

May you bear
the blessed burden of friendship
in a way that brings
blessing to those who are burdened.

May you share
the sweet sting of sympathy
in a way that balms
honey on the wounds of wicked.

May you walk
in the haunting of holiness
that transcends religiosity
and refuses the easy out of compromise.

May you live
in the lancing cut of light
that makes your own sins
more clear than those of others.

May you embrace
the piercing pangs of humility
and treat others
as if more deserving than yourself.

May you yield
to the fierce fangs of faith
so willingly that they sink deeply
into every aspect of your doing.

May you endure
the awful cost of love
with such determination
that all reluctance is worn away.

Then,
may you, as it were,
bear the very wounds of Christ
so that his name gain glory
in all your daily dying.

H. Arnett
3/2/

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About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Blair, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-five years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-one grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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