708. a prayer to be disturbed

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This poem was in a recent issue of Critique and it caught my attention. I particularly found myself thinking about the line, "We ask you to push back the horizons of our hopes...." Perhaps your eye will land and stay on a different line.


Disturb us, Lord, when
We are too well pleased with ourselves,
When our dreams have come true
Because we have dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, Lord, when
With the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the waters of life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity;
And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on wider seas
Where storms will show your mastery;
Where losing sight of land,
We shall find the stars.
We ask You to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push into the future
In strength, courage, hope, and love.

–Sir Francis Drake (attributed to)



[Photo: taken of a fall scene]