This photo, by Cecile Domens, tells many stories, about movement, and action, about underneath and below, about going, but not yet left…
Our Father,
Who loves us
Despite our despites,
Because, because, because…
Thank You
For Your all-ness
And everything-ness.
Thank You for our lives
And another day of it.
May we respect
Our being,
Among the being,
That today is an Only
And by grace,
We participate in its Onliness.
Give us this day
The whatever we’ll need
To face the whatever we’ll face.
Thank You for the gift
Of our loved ones,
Our hearts
In different bodies,
We rest in the assurance,
That however much we love them,
You love them more.
We’re thinking of certain people
Who are walking through the valley
Of the shadow of bad shadows.
Coat them with grace
Protect them with growl.
Please be extra
For those who need
Your extra extra-ness.
We wish to start the day clean.
We ask forgiveness
For our smalls,
Mediums
And larges.
Be near
Whisper near
A hint of steer
Keep us clear.
Help us Golden Rule unto strangers
As we wish strangers
Would Golden Rule
Unto us.
Help us avoid
And evade
Our allergies,
And our enemies.
Whisper to our conscience
To respect the power
Of little deeds
Within our doing
That elevate little moments
Into day-making moments.
Help us do ole fashioned things
Like mind our business,
Hoe our rows,
Live within our means,
Guard the heart
And never speak ill.
Forward,
We go,
Into the gift of the day
That Thou hast made.
Because of Your Son,
We call You Father…
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This edition of Uncle P’s Bedtime Stories is unlike all the others, of all the other years.
If Uncle P had to nominate two words, to describe the first half, of this year, it would be Seeking and Open. For him, this is a year to respect the quiet, and listen for the Whisper.
Uncle P can be reached at eightyoneantiques@gmail.com. All three of his books can be found at Expressions, 3100 Ryan Street, Lake Charles, and at Flock of Five, 217 E Thomas St, Sulphur.
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