I choose the seat next to Christ, the one who makes all life holy. I choose to breathe the breath of Christ that offers grace to the world. I choose to live the flesh of Christ that outlasts sin’s decay. I choose the blood of Christ to flow in my veins and within my heart. I choose the living waters flowing from his side to wash me and the world clean. I choose the agony of Christ to charge my senseless sorrows with meaning and make my pain pregnant with power. During this time of sitting in your presence, keep me from the core of myself. I choose you, good Jesus, good Lord, Good Shepherd. Count me among the victories you have won. Even though the world may fail, I will choose to be seated with you, my Saving Grace. Amen.