The Poem

Keep Me in Touch with My Dreams
Guerrillas of Grace
Prayers for the Battle by Ted Loder

O Lord,
In the turbulence
And the loneliness of my living from day to day
And night to night,
Keep me in touch with my roots,
So I will remember where I came from and with whom;
Keep me in touch with my feelings,
So I will be more aware of who I really am
And what it costs;
Keep me in touch with my mind
So I will know who I am not
And what that means;
And keep me in touch with my dreams,
So I will grow toward where I want to go
And for whom.

O Lord,
Deliver me
From the arrogance of assuming I know enough to judge others;
Deliver me
From the timidity of presuming
I don’t know enough to help others;
Deliver me
From the illusion of claiming I have changed enough
When I have only risked little,
That, so liberated,
I will make some of the days to come different.

O Lord,
I ask not to be delivered
From the tensions that wind me tight,
But I do ask for
A sense of direction in which to move once wound,
A sense of humor about my disappointments,
A sense of respect for the elegant puzzlement of being human,
And a sense of gladness for your kingdom
Which comes in spite of my fretful pulling and tugging.

O Lord,
Nurture in me
The song of a lover,
The vision of a poet,
The questions of a child,
The boldness of a prophet,
The courage of a disciple.

O Lord,
It is said you created people
Because you love stories.Be with me as I live out my story.