“Count yourself lucky,
how happy you must be–
you get a fresh start,
your slate wiped clean.
Count yourself lucky–
God holds nothing against you
and you’re holding nothing back from him.
When I kept it all inside,
my bones turned to powder,
my words became day long groans.
The pressure never let up;
all the juices of my life dried up.
Then I let it all out;
“I’ll make a clean break of my failures to God.”
Suddenly, the pressure was gone.
Everyone of us needs to pray;
when all hell breaks loose and the dam bursts
we’re on high ground, untouched.
God’s my island hideaway,
keeps danger far from the shore,
throws garlands of hosannas
around my neck.
Let me give you some good advice;
I’m looking you in the eye
and giving it to you straight:
“Don’t be ornery like a horse or mule
that needs bit and bridle to stay on track.”
God-defilers are always in trouble;
God-affirmers find themselves
loved every time they turn around.
Sing together everyone
All you hones, hearts,
raise the roof!”
~Paraphrased by Eugene Peterson
in The Message
Lord God, because of the gracious work of Christ on the Cross and the gift of faith you have made me a God-affirmer. By the power of the Holy Spirit I can acknowledge you as Lord of my life. When my sins wear me down, I can come to you freely, confess them, and receive your unburdening forgiveness. I can shout Hallelujah, Praise You God! Thank you for your “island” security and your promise to never leave me alone. I love you! Amen.