Prayers

Life has been, well, busy. And of course the first thing that takes the hit is this little blog here. But today I had to write out five rhyming prayers for a class, and I liked most of them so much that I have decided to post them here. Some are funny, some are sad. Others my seem absurd but I  still like them, and I hope you do too!

Prayer of Thanks for Food:

By Your mercies we are fed

Our meat was led by pastures green

And grass to milk for them was weaned

From soil grew the tender sprouts

Whose roots abhor the leaning droughts

Their leafy tongues licked up the rain

While sunshine then drew forth the grain

And man who from the dust You formed

Worked her way to dusk from morn

From field to truck to grocer’s shelves

As we unwitting helped ourselves

Thank you for our daily bread.

Prayer for Travel: (Lament and Protection)

Lament:

A single sorrow knows the road

Where feet and faith and tires ‘trode

A second father knows no son

And spirits meet us, everyone

Protection:

So many terrors haunt these roads

So many kick against the goads

Protect us from the weaving one

Whose ringing phone the lane’s undone

Protect us from the fate we share

With those whose tires have worn bare

Protect us from the screeching stop

When some Ferrari lost her top

Protect our hearts from rage so fierce

When some soul’s middle finger rears

Protect our rears from unawareness

When tarmac burns like fiery furnace

And may You soon reveal new means

Of getting from point A to B.

Prayer While Making Coffee:

Thank you for this bean so brown

And for the energy it brings

May its affect not be frown

For at its savor my heart sings

Thank you for the water clear

And for current to make it hot

May we be mindful of its sear

And abuse the fluid not

Thank you for the charming smell

And mugs to hold the brew

May we remember those who sell

And those whose labors grew.

Prayer While in the Shower:

So far above the dirt You formed

I wash free from all its norms

And naked from the womb I came

Now beneath this flood the same

I’ve no more disguise from You

Than if a camera caught me nude

Forgive my wayward, wandering heart

Whose quiet murmurs drift apart

From Yours and all your beckoning

And friends who’ve had their reckoning

Forgive the way I hide my eyes

And humbly hide behind my pride

Remember me, so far removed

From all that I’ve begun to do

Remind my heart whose worth it finds

In You alone and Your design

For all that I intend to do

May it first begin with You