Please, disturb me

I have a car that’s paid for and a house that’s wonderfully appointed with furniture and gadgets. I have clothes that are in great condition in a variety of colors and styles. I have a job and some degree of security. There is food on the table and extra in the cupboard. I have people who love me.

I bow in humble prayer, giving thanks for the blessing, thanks for the good things.

But maybe it’s all too comfortable. Maybe I am missing out on the true blessing. All this stuff and comfort is a ruse, a big plush pillow in life. 

Maybe my prayer should be to “disturb me.”

Disturb Us
by Francis Drake

Disturb us, Lord, when
We are too well pleased with ourselves,
When our dreams have come true
Because we have dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, Lord, when
With the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the waters of life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity

And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, 
to dare more boldly,
To venture on wider seas
Where storms will show your mastery;
Where losing sight of land,
We shall find the stars.
We ask You to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push into the future
In strength, courage, hope and love

— Sir Francis Drake, 1577

God, shake my apathy. Keep me on the edge. Forgive my addiction to comfort. Give me fire. Give me passion. Move me to a different place in my heart, in my life…..