Sunday, May 13, 2007

It’s Sunday morning and the faithful have gathered. Earlier in the service Lisa McMinn prayed for mothers. The presentation gave no indication that it was a prepared prayer, but the depth of content and the breadth covered made me think it was not an “in the moment” thing.

And now we just sang “Search Me, O God.” I’m amused as I realize what the words say: “See if there be some wicked way in me”—as if my wickedness is so obscure that it takes the divine eye looking deep in order to find it. It strikes me as playing dumb. My wickedness is easy enough for me to find without God having to go on a search mission.


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