the prayer of the every day
It’s not just a phrase or something to say.
I say these literal words nearly every morning
and almost every evening,
lying in my bed
before my feet hit the cold painted wooden floor
and after I’ve reached up and turned out the lamp.
“God, please rescue me from me.”
That’s what I say.
And this is what I mean:
Rescue me from the knee jerk foolish decisions I make.
Rescue me from the long pondered lists of pros and cons decisions I make.
Rescue me from every time I’m convinced I know best and every time I’m certain I’ve made regrettable choices.
Rescue me from me.
There’s always so much more I don’t know even when I think I do know.
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3 Comments
Wendi Robishaw
I’m going to steal that. Rescue me from me.
Boyd
Smart approach! That reminds me of a quote; Steinbeck…”The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry”. How true! God warns us to be careful. (James 4:13-15). At our best we can, and often do, fall short. Thanks for the thought!
laceykeigley
Indeed, those best laid plans definitely go awry.