Morning Lord! Bit of a rush this morning, sorry, on account of the fact that on the one morning I do need to be up and doing early (getting ready for church, making as many lunch preparations for today’s Summit as possible, spending time with you) I have of course slept in big time. We all did. And so the ironies of life continue.
As a result we are all groggy, grumpy and, in my case, as nervous as a bag of cats about the upcoming lunch and its ramifications for the future. And, although I am well aware that the quality of my food will not ultimately make a difference in said future, I feel as though that might be true in some strange way. Therefore, the fact that I have made no preparations whatsoever is the cause for much angst.
How am I to put away these concerns to focus on you? In all honesty I’m tempted not to go to church at all in favour of staying home and getting things under way, but then that would make me more Martha-ish than Mary-ish and I’m not sure that’s what I want either. Can you tell I’m nervous?
So, Lord, I just want to hand the whole thing over to you and pray for you to work in and through me (and Andrew) for your good purposes. I commit the lunch to you on all levels – the food, the conversation, the outcome – and pray that you would be the one in charge and not any of us – and most especially not Claire or William. I pray for Cameron and Ashley, that you would give them your peace that passes all understanding, because if I’m nervous, I hate to think what they’re like right now.
Forgive me my sin and cleanse me from all unrighteousness. I know that all I need to be is dependent on you and obedient to you and all will be as it should be. I lift all before you in your mighty name…Amen