the absolute unfairness of love

It’s been so long that I couldn’t remember my password to log in.

I’ve said before that one of the realities of my work at the moment is that I mostly can’t blog it. But this bit I can.

I’m working in the Remand Centre for the next couple of months, one day a week. Tomorrow I have a group of men for an hour – first time on my own, in this prison. They don’t know me, I don’t know them. I thought we’d do some meditation – we may as well jump in the deep end. The lectionary reading is the prodigal son.

This is my first thought: thanks and confession. It’s very rough and unedited, and it’s not what I’ll use – I want to start at a different point – but since i’m so rusty at blogging, I thought i’d throw the draft up here now.

We celebrate your absolute and complete unfairness, God.
You do not give us what we deserve.
You answer our unfaithfulness with generosity.
You do not repay betrayal with vengeance.
You never stop loving when we give every reason for you to stop.
You give us every possible chance, and then still more, to start again.

But our story doesn’t end there.
You invite us into the life of faith
where your impossible grace becomes the standard for our living.

As such we pray your company as we try the things we fear most we can’t do:

In the silence,
we name the people it is impossible for us to forgive
and ask you to walk with us in the journey to grace.

We name the people we know we have no right to ask forgiveness of
and ask you to walk alongside them with your compassion.

We name the situations that have no resolution that we can possibly imagine
and pray that will not stop us
from always choosing love.

Your ending is always
and only
love.

May we live to make that the world’s ending too.

3 Comments

  1. Draft or not, that’s utterly beautiful…I needed to read those words today, and they have blessed me. Thank you…Autumn x

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