A Genesis Week (fresh wind in my sails)

A prayer from a Psalmist: Soak me in your laundry and I’ll come out clean, scrub me and I’ll have a snow-white life. 

Tune me in to foot-tapping songs, set these once-broken bones to dancing

Don’t look too close for blemishes, give me a clean bill of health.

 God, make a fresh start in me, shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life. 

Don’t throw me out with the trash, or fail to breathe holiness in me

Bring me back from gray exile, put a fresh wind in my sails! 

Give me a job teaching rebels your ways so the lost can find their way home. 

Commute my death sentence, God, my salvation God, and I’ll sing anthems to your life-giving ways. 

Unbutton my lips, dear God; I’ll let loose with your praise.
Psalm 51:7‭-‬15 MSG


In Jesus name and for Christ’s sake, amen

Look at Isaiah 40:27‭-‬31 MSG


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