I was telling some friends about a prayer said at our wedding.  It was not your usual prayer asking for God’s Blessing:

May God bless you with discomfort at easy answers, half-truths and superficial relationships, so that you may live deep within your heart;

May God bless you with anger at injustice, oppression and exploitation of people, so that you may wish for justice, freedom, and peace;

May God bless you with enough foolishness to believe that you can make a difference in this world, so that you can do what others claim cannot be done.

I am challenged by the thought that God’s Blessing may come in a guise I’m not looking for or would even welcome.  Bring on cars and houses and millions, not angst and anger!  It takes a certain type of faith to see God in the midst of ruins.

During the Second World War bombs and fire destroyed many buildings.  In the ruins of Coventry Cathedral in England is inscribed:

“God be in my hands and in my making.

God be in my senses and in my creating.

God be in my heart and in my loving.

Go be at my desk and in my trading.

God be in my pain and in my enduring.

God be in my plans and in my deciding.

God be in my mind and in my growing.

God be in my limbs and in my leisure.”

 

How easy is it to find God where you are?