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Lord, you call us to confess our sins,
but I don’t often tell you what a fool I’ve been.
It would be a relief to tell someone.
So many things I could have done for you,
but I failed, by making senseless decisions.
I tried to speak your word, but it was misunderstood,
because I expressed it foolishly.
I have harmed other people, when I was too stupid
to foresee the effects of what I had done;
and broken fellowship with them,
through not knowing how silly my speech would sound.
Lord, how can you love such a fool?
And yet, foolish as it may seem,
I really believe you do love me.
Do you? You do! Thank God. Amen.
Michael Counsell, 1935-2015, retired Anglican priest and …
compiler of 2000 Years of Prayer
Words from the mouth of the wise are gracious,
but fools are consumed by their own lips.
At the beginning their words are folly;
at the end they are wicked madness—
and fools multiply words.