A Confession (Isaiah 6)
God, I am a person of unclean lips
and I dwell among a people of unclean lips.
I talk of bullet points and bullet journals.
I mention scripture and then say
that it triggers a response.
I become exasperated and say –
“shoot me now”
or name something in a situation
a ”smoking gun,”
and instead of “under pressure”
I say I am “under the gun.”
I am so careful naming you,
naming myself, avoiding words for sin
that speak of skin tone or vision,
but when the monstrous ugly idol
of my society
climbs onto my tongue
to normalize its violence,
I am not gun-shy enough. Amen.
An Assurance of Grace (Psalm 19)
When the words of our mouths,
do not match the meditations of our hearts,
God sends us forgiveness
and big angels with wide wings for editors.
(Perhaps this is too much a prayer specific to people in the United States)