a poem / a prayer … I felt inspired this evening…
God…
I want to praise you for the everyday.
I believe and know that you can offer me awesome signs and wonders, but today I am content to stretch out my arms and call you “daddy”.
There are days when I feel broken by my past, and there are moments I want to weep or rage over the sadnesses I see in the world around me.
But I see angry tears on your face too… so I know you understand.
Today, I praise you for getting up in the morning, praise you for cuddles with my daughter, praise you while I get on with the laundry.
Thank you for bouncy tunes on the radio, I think I see you smile as I try to sing along!
I can hold back tears of happiness as I wash my child’s hair, uttering tacit blessings all over her – thank you for bathtimes.
Thank you God for those funny pictures, uplifting quotes or happy news shared by my friends on Facebook… Daddy, do you hear me when I ask that their hearts will come to know you?
God, thank you for clean pj’s, something good to read and a comfy place to sit.
Thank you for being there in the everyday, thank you for hearing my chatter alongside my petitions and rants, thank you for the signs and wonders… but thank you for the quiet peace and contentment.
Thank you for not being my Sunday best, but for being my working week.
AMEN
prodigalmomma 