June 8, 2022
“Time for My Nap”: A Prayer
O Lord, I sit here trying to think of a prayer
only to fall asleep in my chair;
I shake myself awake to try again
only to find my chin resting on my chest
a few minutes later;
I tell myself to wake up
only to feel my eyes grow heavy
and close,
then waking with a start,
not sure how long
I was gone;
feeling dulled, doped, dazed;
mind wandering;
thoughts slow;
staring at nothing;
hard to concentrate
(What did you say?);
I hate it,
being so tired,
not feeling sharp,
little energy,
spirit spent,
get-up-and-go got up and went;
just a side effect,
I’m told,
so have to
deal with it,
live with it,
work with it;
then again,
maybe I’ll just
take a nap.
And yet not the only one, O Lord, another one tired too,
side effect of caring for someone
who needs caring for,
tired out
looking after
the one tired out;
and many others tired, or so they claim,
but not a side effect of a treatment or doing for another,
rather a side effect of living,
how they live;
working non-stop maybe,
running themselves ragged maybe,
or bored maybe, doing
anything and everything
not to be bored;
or maybe
a side effect of age,
growing older,
feeling old,
tired of what life’s become
(Social calendar doctors’ appointments),
same old same old,
nothing new under the sun,
“been there, done that” syndrome;
but
not just people,
relationships,
faith,
culture;
marriages, friendships, associations, becoming
stale,
flat,
stagnant;
faith becoming
so many empty words,
worship often tired, stultified,
dry and spiritless;
culture
so weary,
so worn down,
so washed out,
TV shows and movies
ramping up sex and violence and gore
to keep people interested, streamers streaming,
yawners from yawning,
best producers can do in an
uncultured culture;
and politics
and social media too,
talk about
yawn.
O Lord, if tired as a side effect of some treatment,
then between naps
grant me, grant us all
who are in the same boat,
the energy to do your will,
the passion to follow your way,
a spirit that is alive with love
and hope,
and never let us use
weariness
as an excuse
for doing nothing, but
grace us
with the strength, the motivation, the discipline
to exercise our faith,
to come alive with love,
to give our commitment a
good work-out;
or if we are
tired
as a side effect
of how we live,
grant us
the courage to
examine how we live,
examine our priorities,
examine why so bored, and
grace us
with the wisdom
not to wear ourselves out with
what doesn’t matter,
but put our energy into
what does matter, and
give us
a purpose that
never bores;
and
grace
our relationships with
new life,
new spark,
new ardor;
and
in our life of faith,
grace us
with a faith that is truly faith,
a deep and abiding trust in you, and
rescue worship from
hollow hymns and
weary words and
listless liturgy, and
may
the Spirit
bring spirit,
and fire and passion and excitement,
to our life of faith,
that it be a
resurrection faith;
and speaking of resurrection,
resurrect
our culture,
and politics too,
from the death
that is
no values, no virtues, no truth.
And Lord, no matter how tired we may be, never let us be too tired
to pray for
those who are ill or battling disease,
those who are suffering and hurting,
those who are dying,
those who are grieving,
those who are hungry and homeless.
Heal, comfort, be with, console, lift them in hope.
And we pray that the people of the Ukraine would be
victorious and the evil would stop and there would be peace.
And now, Lord, it’s time for my nap, tuckered out
as I finish this prayer,
side effect of treatment,
but also side effect of praying,
tiring business praying,
and side effect
of obeying,
tiring business too.
May we all of us
need a good nap
each day!
Amen.