Make me a star dear Lord
A bright, shining incandescence
Set against the malignant darkness.
Remove all hatred from my heart
That I may become a vessel of peace.
That I may see my enemies
Not as monsters to be slain,
But as victims to be rescued.
May I be filled with a holy love,
The kind that forgives as you forgive,
Even when nailed to a tree.
May my light be impossible to miss
That all I pass, or who pass by me,
Might stop…
See…
Think…
Wonder…
Confess…
And Follow my gaze to you.
May my luminous words and actions
provoke such irresistible curiosity
That people will have no choice
But to put on sunglasses,
The magic kind that reveals
The world you desire,
Where swords become plowshares,
Spears, pruning hooks,
Where hate is swallowed up in love
And dread dissolved in hope.
Where enemies become brothers,
And the whole Earth finds salvation.
Yes.
Make me a star dear Lord
A bright shining incandescence
Set against the malignant darkness.
Under Christ’s Mercy,
Brent