August Twenty- Nineteen
"I pray to become
like a child
to inherit the kingdom.
A child rolling down
a green hill,
feeling how easy it is
to talk with God.
Where life is happening
only now....
Forgetting what is over
and done with.
Remembering what is truly
important.
Like yummy things
and big hugs....
Innovate-create
my every idea
into being.
To take it as it comes....
Color outside the lines
and draw,
make, stick, cut, sprinkle!
Could I get my fingers
into paint
and my feet
into puddles?.....
Could I believe
that clouds are actually
giants and angels?
And fall asleep
when my head
hits the pillow
flying high in my dreams
through the night
into mornings made of
wisdom and miracles?....
Waking up like a child
into brand new
gratitude
and simple
beginnings
like, 'Wow!' "
-Jennifer Glaser
Holy, good God,
In these holy-days,
Give us rest from our doing.
Grant us sweet rest from demands.
Fill our being with peace.
Re-create our soul.
Re-store our spirit.
Send dew drops of joy onto all we do.
In these holy-days,
We give the gift of our presence,
To those we love,
And to You,
Holy, good God.
Amen.
-Rodney Marsh
