I agree with David.....

1. Lord, shake us to remove everything we've built on the sand. Judge us and remove all evil. But with mercy to draw love from our brokenness, and in the kindness of your heart to restore us to righteousness. Lord, judge us with mercy. It is a wonderful thing. It's so good.

2. Cause us to recognize sin and refuse it's deceptive temptation. Show us that you know our secret worst, and you see our secret best. In the grace of Jesus's blood covering us, you call us washed and whole and perfect. Because we died to sin in Jesus, we also live in resurrection power over sin. That means nothing separates us from knowing you and interacting with you!

3. Sharpen our consciences so we are grieved by the vain things we allow. May our relationship be so precious, we are unwilling to permit any questionable thing that would offend you.

4. Judge us in the company we choose to keep: unhealthy friendships, hateful thoughts, things that spoil us for the real satisfaction in you, movies and music and books with content we would never expose ourselves to in real life, and things that waste our time and leave us empty.

5. Judge our hypocrisy and double-standards. Make us aware of them.

6. You see the heart set on being faithful to you. You help them. You let them be in your presence and you take them along to be involved.

7. Remove our false confidence. Show us the lies we've believed out of fear and shame and replace them with truth which makes us stable.

8. Don't let evil mature. Destroy it in us now so the good things grow strong. Judge us early on. In your mercy, don't let us hurt ourselves and others.   

Psalm 101      

Weaving Experiment

The first piece I wove on my little Kromski Harp a couple of months ago was small and plain since
I was just figuring it out.

I decided to experiment dyeing with it.
So I picked a bowlful of pokeberries from our woods.

I soaked the woven cloth in washing soda solution and picked the berries from the stems.

Then I boiled the berries in water over a fire.

I separated the berries from the juice.

I soaked the woven cloth in the berry juice over night and hung it out to dry. 

However, the color turned brown instead of beautiful red because 1. I rinsed the washing soda out of the cloth before soaking it in the juice, which I found should not be done;    2. The berries boiled for a minute or two over the fire, which should not happen.

I cut the cloth to sew into Indian-style moccasins just for fun.

Return, song, to the heart of the singer.

Life is a lyrical masterpiece from beginning to end,

from 'I will fulfill,' to 'It is finished.'

Return, smile, to the mouth of the happy.

Life is altogether a road all the way,

from 'here,' to 'there.'

Showers of glistening blessings and golden moments

touch our waiting, patient, trusting lives.

We are beautified with salvation.

Look for the diamonds in the way

that hint of riches after the end.

The good work of shaping your clay life

is still in the hands of the faithful Potter

who leaves nothing unfinished that he has begun,

and speaks no words in the story of your life

that will return to him unfulfilled.