Hi God,
I’m still lagging here.
We could blame it on Spring Fever
except it’s gotten warm.
I suppose in the last few billion years
that You’ve “heard them all”, huh?
So, in “count your blessings” mode,
I’m grateful that I am not
living as a nineteenth century Russian peasant.
It’s easy to manufacture complaints,
leaking car gas tank, dead microwave,
but, even with those travails,
our lives are pretty cushy
compared to folks described by
Chekhov and Dostoyevsky.
Then too, as James Russell Lowell pointed out,
“What’s so rare as a day in June?”
We surely have one of those rare days,
a day for lying on the deck with Brewster,
looking up at the blue sky
through the overarching, green leaves,
albeit lacy from caterpillar feasting.
I appreciate Your reminding me,
from time to time,
to “count my many blessings”,
even if sometimes they be
most prominently obvious
from the lack of the desperation
experienced by others
or from personal idleness.
I also ask you, please,
to have mercy on my soul,
self-absorbed sinner though I be.
Amen
— lgpiper
Prayer for Tuesday, 24May2011—albeit 4 days Late Prayer for Wednesday, June 8, 2011