A meditation inspired by Psalm 15.

O LORD, who is worthy to host your holy Presence?

In whose body-temple do You feel comfortable and at home?

Come, reshape my life

and make a fitting abode for Yourself.

Wash away the soil and sin that offends You

and separates me from your holiness.

Ascend with me to the attic of my mind,

to my stockpile of memories and the past I can’t let go.

Sweep away the sticky cobwebs and dirt debris

of grudges and regrets,

the sting of words spoken against me

and the harm I’ve done but cannot undo.

Blow through this stagnation of old life

and make room for the new life you bring

fresh to me every morning.

Descend with me to the basement of my heart,

to the dark and fearful places I keep hidden,

where demons lurk and scheme.

They whisper poison into my dreams at night.

They lie to me with shaming words

that prompt me to rude and hurtful deeds.

Bring your light into my darkness, Lord.

Drive these evil ones from my life

with the power of your truth.

Speak but one word and they will flee.

Assign your angels to defend this space

and claim it for Yourself.

Live in me today, Lord.

Saturate me with your goodness

until my heart beats in unison with yours,

until my tongue sings with words

drawn from the well of your deepest desires.

Fill my senses with a sure knowledge of You,

a certainty that You are with me in every circumstance,

that I am chosen and beloved and welcome

to be at home in You as You are in me.