Blind with panic, we cannot see
God working, fingers flying,
amassing miracles, accruing saints,
laying hands on the dying, the mourning.
Deliver us, Lord, from this plague,
and in return, we vow
to treasure blessed boredom,
the hole of silence round as a mouth
in mid-yawn,
to bless each ordinary day,
to remember how it felt to need,
keenly, and let no other feel it
though selfish safety finds us;
to see we snub the least of these
at our own quite pointed peril.
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March 12, 2020 at 5:12 pm
Visionariekind
Amen & Amen
March 12, 2020 at 5:25 pm
Passport Overused
Great post 😁
March 12, 2020 at 7:55 pm
Steve Patterson
I am glad He is always working. He has a plan and purpose for everything. Thanks for sharing this prayer.
March 13, 2020 at 4:23 pm
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