FOOD FOR THOUGHT
‘Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth; I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.’ Matthew 10, 34.
God of the shining sword,
Of the Angels of ethical war
God of conflict and division
Of the Matyrs and saints
We come today full of contrition
For the conflicts we have avoided
The days we have saved our own skin
Put our own family first, justified ourselves.
We lay before you the troubled conscience
The worried mind, the anxious heart
Which is the fruit of such self–preservation
The high cost of valuing others less than sparrows.
Making peace a God, we have bought only self–delusion.
Where conflict is needed to cry your kingdom
From the rooftops, we have instead whispered
In the dark corridors of power, brokered
Compromises and dissatisfaction in the corners of the night.
Forgive us the stale air of conflict without conviction,
The tired campaign, the heartless hope extended without
Proper thought or care. The shallow commitment, easily
Seen through, the expressed desire to follow
Christ which fails in denial or in lack of action.
Forgive us, for we are truly sorry
Forgive us for we long to be worthy of your Household
Forgive us, for we wish to work for the economy of the Gospel.
Thanks be to you, merciful God, who counts each hair
Upon our heads, and loves each one,
Who values each of us and welcomes us home
To your Household.