Wake me up--body, mind, and soul.
Remind me of your calling on my life, Fill me with passion for these your people.
Give me words to say--not my words, but yours.
Close my ears to the squabbles, to the petty complaints that have little to do with "Thy kingdom come". Open my ears and my heart to your holy voice.
Instill in me the courage to say (and mean) "Here I am, send me."
"Graceland" is the name of my favorite song and album. It's by Paul Simon, but more importantly, it's what "home" sounds and feels like to me. We always listened to this album as we traveled from my home in Tennessee to my parents' childhood homes in Florida. But today, it's also a pretty good snapshot of my theology. Somewhere I really believe that the Christian journey is all about a wild trip to Grace-land. As I see it, Grace-land is the place where God is waiting to meet even us–with all the baggage and brokeness that we tote with us. Grace-land is the place where we will be received with open arms, even though our attempts at “getting it right” have been miserable failures at best. But, I think, every step we take is a step on the journey to Graceland.