Be our primary disease,

          and infect us with your justice;

Be our night visitor,

          and haunt us with your peace;

Be our moth that consumes,

          and eat away at our unfreedom.

Be our primary disease,

           our night visitor,

           our moth

                infect, haunt, eat away. . .

Until we are toward you and with you and for you,

           away from our injustice,

                                   our anti-peace,

                                   our unfreedom.

More like you and less like your resistance.

           In the name of the one most like you,

                                                          most with you,

                                                          most for you. . .even Jesus.


–From Walter Brueggeman’s book of prayers,  Awed to Heaven, Rooted in Earth.


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