In a Direction We Do Not Understand


This poem was written by Kathy Galloway, an ordained Church of Scotland minister, who is also a poet and hymn writer.

Our brother Jesus, you set our feet upon the way and sometimes where you lead we do not like or understand.

Bless us with courage where the way is fraught with dread or danger;

Bless us with graceful meetings where the way is lonely;

Bless us with good companions where the way demands a common cause;

Bless us with night vision where we travel in the dark, keen hearing where we have not sight, to hear the reassuring sounds of fellow travellers;

Bless us with humor– we cannot travel lightly weighted down with gravity;

Bless us with humility to learn from those around us;

Bless us with decisiveness where we must move with speed;

Bless us with lazy moments, to stretch and rest and savour;

Bless us with love, given and received;

And bless us with your presence, even when we know it in your absence.

Lead us into exile, until we find that on the road is where you are, and where you are going is home.

Bless us, lead us, love us, bring us home bearing the gospel of life.



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