The Rose Window of the first First Baptist Church in downtown Phoenix, the remnant of a fire which gutted the former sanctuary, its congregation long gone, in the early 90s, taken about ten years ago. It was placed on the historic building register prior to the catastrophe and no one has figured out to what use it can be put beyond a ruin.
My purpose is to speak of sanctuary. Tomorrow I go to the first social function at the church I will join. Plan on speaking with the pastor about that afterwards. I need society very much so, Christian society beside the point. I could detail the little turmoils in my life. Suffice it to say, yes, I seek sanctuary from an indifferent world. Not that I've committed any crime, just that I no longer wish to participate in vulgarian society. Still, I need people, however much difficulty there is in... what? Being involved with them? I just need one person for that! From there, I think it is easier to deal with others.
Heavenly Father: thanks for watching over me and please lead me to some happiness here and now. You know my weakness; I pray for optimism and strength to live day by day honoring You as best I can. I ask this in Jesus' name. Amen.
No comments:
Post a Comment