May 4, 2022
Ok, Lord, Tell Me Again: A Prayer
Ok Lord, tell me again, tell me again,
why I can’t just
bounce back,
have at it,
get going?
Well, ok,
no spring chicken,
I’ll give you that,
but still,
why is it so hard to
sit up,
get up,
lift up,
stand up,
stay up,
and walk,
not shuffle along, wobble along, teeter along?
Well, ok,
surgeon did surgeon’s thing,
but still,
stapled back together now,
so what’s the problem?
Cut my core?
I have a core?
What’s a core?
(I didn’t know that).
Takes time to heal?
Well, ok,
I’ll sit here
and let it heal.
No?
Have to
exercise,
exert myself,
eat?
Well, ok,
tomorrow,
not right now,
when I feel like it.
Not okay?
Today?
Right now?
Feel like it or not?
So says
brother Judd
in from California,
suddenly double-teamed,
sausage and eggs breakfast,
peanut butter and protein lunch,
dinner with a malted milk chaser,
and
huff, puff, huff
(back in High School,
“No pain, no gain”),
huff, puff, huff
(got to be an easier way),
huff, puff, huff
(no other way).
Ok,
ok,
I get it,
I just don’t like it,
that’s all,
doing fine as I was
(“A doughnut a day keeps the doctor away.”)
Well, ok,
maybe not,
definitely not.
O Lord, I have a feeling that it’s not just me
not just me who
resists,
pushes back,
tries to get around
doing the demanding things
we don’t want to do but
must do
if we are to get better, get stronger, get going,
and have the
stamina and energy
we will need to manage
what is yet to come.
And so,
I pray for
all of us who
fuss and fume
and just want to
go back to bed.
I pray
that you would
grace us with
the determination
to do the therapy we must,
the discipline
to eat as we should,
the drive
to stay
the course.
And I pray
that we all of us
who need encouraging or pushing or terrorizing
will have a spouse, a brother, a friend,
someone in our life,
who cares for us enough
to do what it takes to get us
to do what it takes.
And always, Lord, in the midst of our own illnesses
or struggles or troubles,
our own grief or suffering,
let us forget ourselves enough
to remember others
and what they are facing;
to pray for them,
to be there for them,
to help them.
Especially,
let us remember
the hungry and homeless
and refugees of this world,
often forgotten,
often invisible,
often ignored.
Move us as individuals and as a nation to
respond to their deep need and to
lift them in hope.
And we pray for the people of the Ukraine and other
war-torn, war-weary people.
Ease their suffering and pain,
let there be an end to the evil,
help peace find a way to win out.
And may the nations
unite in support
of the Ukraine
that they would be
victorious
and the insanity would cease and the horror end.
Ok, ok, Lord, I get it, I get it, I finally get it, there’s
no bouncing back,
no easy way back,
no painless way back;
there’s only
praying my way back,
working my way back,
huffing and puffing my way back;
and so,
help me,
and all the others too,
to get on with getting back
so that we can get back
to getting on
with getting on
with it.
Amen.