My Daily Prayer: “Lord, Call Me Again”

Below is my daily prayer which was written on a whim after I had practically been singing it all morning one day.

It does not follow a specific rhyme scheme (though I did eventually tweak a few parts). It’s really just something I like to go back to every once in a while.

The reason why this prayer of mine is so dear to me is because it often serves as a reminder of my calling and purpose: reminiscent of the time I first found God, when everything fell into place, when all suddenly made perfect sense, and when I learned that if there were anything worth devoting oneself to, it was the humble service of good, and the faithful service of the God of the good.

Therefore I share this with you, in the hope that it may inspire, guide, or help at least one person out there in the honest pursuit of God. (P.S: if you happen to be that person: contact me right away!)

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Lord, Call Me Again

Lord, Heavenly Father,
Lord, Light of my day.

Lord, there is no greater,
Than your heavenly name.

Lord, Father almighty,
Lord, Tender and right.

Lord, I have no worry,
For you bless me with grace.

Lord, I ask you nothing,
But to serve in your name.
But to fight in your battles,
Till the end of my days.

Lord, Call me again,
Lord, To serve in your glory,
For the glory of faith.

God, Serve me not comfort,
God, Serve me not wine,
But serve me to serve you,
Oh father of mine.

Lord, I hear you breathing,
With every breath I take.
Lord, As the sun rises,
Lord, I thank you today.

Lord, Call me again,
Lord, Guide me, Command me,
I, your faithful slave.

God, there is no greater,
Than to serve in the name,
Of a master so righteous,
Of a master so dear.

Lord, father of every,
Living creature and man,
Lord, Look at your people,
That look to you this day.

Lord, Help me to serve you,
Lord, Call me by name.
Christ, I want to know you,
More everyday.

Lord, Call me again,
To be by your people,
Serve them more each day.

Lord, I hear you breathing,
With every breath I take.
Lord, All that I ask you,
Is to bless my day.

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“The Thinker”, Rodin’s Masterpiece

When Auguste Rodin sculpted “The Thinker”, he broke the exalted false image of the Classical thinker of the age before and the Renaissance man of ages back that had so lingered into contemporary society.

He sculpted what I would argue is to this day the truest portrayal of a thinker ever to have emerged out of the hands of man.

The thinker is shown, a man seated on a rock in the wilderness, strong and muscular, yet, something in his face just cries out a torn and disheveled reality. His arm supports his head, a head that is worn with thought; his body closes in, fearful perhaps, of what lies beyond himself.

It is also perhaps not a coincidence that the thinker is nude, like a shamed street beggar, or even symbolic of an exposed charlatan: what is perhaps allegorical of a man who has lived a lie, veiled his unfortunate state in the face of society, hidden “the thinker”, tried to masquerade into society like just another average joe. Alas we know too well: that who we really are always catches up with us.

Is it by mere coincidence that Rodin had him seated on an olden rock in the wilderness? Or is he an outcast, banned beyond city walls, with only a desolate stone to accommodate a man that nature has cheated with a perverted gift: his mind that wanders, perhaps too far down the desolate path of the mind and soul?

What mystery does this sorry man hold? What in this gaze has enchanted the world? What man of the wilderness has dared to wander into the world of prestigious art salons, into the profanity of luxury Parisian cafes, only to find himself misunderstood by an even more pretentious society?

Will we ever understand him? Rather, does he understand himself?

It is a sorry truth, that all men who’ve met and shall meet the thinker shall turn their heads, unknowingly deceived. And though we’d argue differently, we’ve all been deceived.

We’ve all been deceived.

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The Three Layers of Self: A Personal Doctrine

“The Three Layers of Self” is the title of a basic personal theological concept I live by.

To illustrate, man’s drives can be arranged into three categories:

Socio-Spiritual Morality/Interaction (the domain of the soul),
Intellectual Curiosity (the domain of the mind),
Somatic Pleasure (the domain of the body).

The three layers are thus, and in the divine unalterable order:

1)Soul
2)Mind
3)Body

The soul longs for God and human companionship, and in its longing for God also longs for God’s morality and thus sets the moral law for the rest of the self.

The mind longs to share in God’s glory, and thus seeks to understand the creation of God, and in the case of theologians, to understand God himself. Also, not only does the mind marvel at the work of God, but it sets out to mimic Creation itself through its own God-given innovative power. Also, it provides practical solutions to trivial worldly problems. In other words, the mind is the mediator between the earth and the heavens, the body and the soul. It spreads over the abstract and the concrete.

The body longs to maintain itself through nutrition and other needs, also longing to achieve pleasure through fulfilling those needs. However, the true function of the body is to fulfill the righteous longings of the soul and mind.

I find that any change in the priority of one over the other would spell disaster.

The mind and body must always remain subordinate to the soul.

A mind insubordinate to a soul is catastrophe served on a silver plate.

For example, it was, disregarding morality, very logical to force slaves into picking cotton and starving them to death back in the darker days of America. Nevertheless, after the restoration of Government morality under the guidance of Lincoln, slavery was later abolished.

That is an exact example of why the soul must always rule over the mind.

In whatever we commit to, we must place first, our entire souls, second, our entire minds, and finally, our bodies.

The three layers of the self must always remain in perfect harmony; any conflict between the three must be resolved under the light of a moral code, the soul.

Conflict between the desires and longings of man is the most basic cause of psychological disorder.
To make a reference to Lincoln:

“A house divided against itself cannot stand.”
-Abraham Lincoln

I find this applies perfectly not only concerning society but also and most importantly concerning the individual.

I firmly state, nevertheless, that an internal discrepancy between the three must often be fought. Thus we must possess the courage to wage an internal war, regardless of the confusion it is sure to immerse us in, in the hope of restoring and establishing a better person within ourselves.

In the end, remember to always place your morality before your practicality, and your thought before your actions.

The true value of any thought is its relevance under the light of a supreme moral code, and the true value of any action is its relevance under the guidance of the mind and the supremacy of the soul.

“Sir, my concern is not whether God is on our side; my greatest concern is to be on God’s side, for God is always right.”
-Abraham Lincoln

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