A contortionist prayer (and somehow mine today):

Lord, make your glory contort to shine through me into my exact diademic dimensions today, make me into Your shape, in the exact contours you’ve created me to be.

I yield to that contortion act, that being aligned, conformed to the exact edges of Your image today. I know You improv daily with us, and form Yourself against and with our resistances to make project images of yourself through us daily.

So come and improv through me-let me be your movie screen, your costume to wear, your disco ball to reflect sheer shine, your body to contort through. Let’s do contact improv together today! I’ll listen to your contact point and follow!

Express Yourself through me! Be my inner Houdini! Make me into the shape of You! Let your Glory shape me today so others may see! Let’s collaborate as contortionist today! Mold my body into its actual shape.

And leave me limp and alive in Thee, a reflexive verb, a participle of your Word! Having been properly shaped today, I am more myself somehow, by being bent! As You shape yourself in me, i am rightfully contorted to make room for You. Make me that flexible today Lord! I trust Your contortions in me.