O Christ the Master Carpenter,
who at the last through wood and nails
accomplished our whole salvation,
wield well your tools in the workshop of your world
that we who come rough hewn to your bench
may here be fashioned to a truer beauty of your hand.
We ask it for your own name's sake. Amen.
Now, setting aside the business where I'm not convinced that it was in fact through wood and nails that our salvation was accomplished (I'm more the empty tomb, less the on-the-cross, salvation kind of girl)...I love this prayer. and it comes to mind often...maybe more than once a day.
But here's the thing: who actually wants to be worked over like a piece of wood in the hands of a carpenter? Cuz while the end result may be a "truer beauty" or more usefulness, the process is, umm, hurty. there's cutting and pounding and lathing (is that even a word?).
So, I'm just saying--be careful what you pray for, cuz you might get it.