As Pharaoh





As Pharaoh 
Of my own life
I make treasure
Of false gold
And enslave
True treasure

I harden my heart
I turn my gaze on others
Demanding their service

I hold myself mighty
I rest in comfort
On my enveloping couch

Ah, Lady Wisdom
Hear my prayer
Save me from myself
Disturb my comfort
Lower me
While loving me

Turn my gaze inward
That I might see myself clearly
But with your compassion

Soften my heart
Please Lady Wisdom
Soften my heart

Again and again

Do not look away
Watch for the first
Brittle hardening
Like frost across the windowpane
That will hardened my heart into ice

Please, Lady Wisdom
Do not look away
Only breathe, breathe
Your soft holy mother breath
Onto my hard freezing heart

When the frost of anger 
threatens
To harden my heart
Exhale your soft holiness
Into my soul
And soften my heart





Early Morning Prayer





The fox does not know
How to live
Except in the moment

The tree does not mourn
Summer nor
Long for spring

The wave does not resent
The shore
Where it dies

The sky does not conquer
The earth
To grasp more for itself

The sun does not fear
Setting
As the earth spins

The moon does not cling
To full
And refuse to wane

Let me live
Now
Not then nor maybe

Let me rejoice
Knowing
Not fearing death

Let me welcome
The new shore
While enjoying the deep sea

Let me share
As the sky
Shares rain with the earth

Let me lighten
My world
Though sunset nears

Let me wane
Even as I have waxed
Through days and years

Let me feel the rhythm
The eternal renewal 
Of each new now

Of fox and tree
Wave and sky
Sun and moon

In peace
So may it be
For me


A Prayer for Compassion

(Cf. Psalm 1)

Blessed can I be
If I do not run to compete
If I do not stand around feeling better than others 
If I do not sit smugly judging others

Instead let me focus on collaboration
Turn my mind always to God’s compassion

Then my spirit will take shape 
Like a fruitful tree
Watered by fresh flowing communication

Please, Lady Wisdom,
Do not let me wither and shrivel into competition
Help me be compassionate and collaborative, 
Nourished and nourishing
Help me to remember that without compassion
My efforts become like dead leaves
Blown every which way by competitive thoughts

My tree will be bowed down, broken and uprooted
I will be unable to enjoy the ripened fruits of compassion

The compassionate choice supports harmony and community 
The competitive choice brings discord and isolation.  
Amen

Gracelessness, Please









Dear Goddess, God, Divinity, Higher Power, Whoever
I would like a favor, a blessing, a grace, a whatever
Please

I would like to do things badly
Well not quite
What I mean is
I would like to not have to do things well

Grant me satisfaction with imperfection
(since that is all I can ever achieve, be)

Let me enjoy the doing more than the done

Amen, Namaste, Shalom, Blessings be, Whatever

Oh, and thank you

A Prayer

To hold love lightly
To bear sorrow softly

To celebrate their youth
To treasure my age

To give help easily
To accept help generously 

To feast on memories of then
To drink deeply of now

To plant contentment
To harvest gratitude

To seek without expectation
To find without grasping

To believe in unseen goodness
To see this world’s divinity

My prayer is just this:
Please, Goddess,
Let this be not too much to ask

Our Mother

Our Mother
Who art our earth
Hallowed be your resources
May you flourish more
May we honor your wisdom
As we see it in nature
Thank you for our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses against you
As we recognize they trespass against us too
Let us avoid the temptation of exploitation
Let us be delivered from unwise practices
For you are our home
Yours is true power
In you we should glory
Forever and ever
So be it

My Favorite Prayers

Why?
Are You kidding me?
Help!
I don’t even believe in You.
Go away!
Leave me alone!
How could You?
I don’t understand.
Religion is bullshit.
Faith haunts me.

Thank you
For remembering me
That I am made but of dust
And you can’t expect much
Of dust
Except maybe
The occasional sparkle
In Love’s sunshine

Thank you
For loving me
Even when I hate You
Even when I don’t believe
You exist.

Amen



The Lord’s Prayer – My Own Version





Dear God, my always and forever Best Friend, Faithful Lover, Greatest Security,
whether I remember You or not
whether I call on You or not
does not change Your greatness, Your supremacy
now and forever.

Help me to live now as I would want to live always:
my best life, my most generous life
for myself and others.

Help me to be satisfied,
to love myself and others,
to be as generous in forgiving myself and others
as You are in forgiving me – and others.

Help me to always focus on the good.
Keep me from despair over the not good.

For You are God,
Master and Mistress,
Savior and Advocate
of this world, of all worlds, of all time:
Sovereign, Powerful, Glorious – and Loving, Forever Loving.
Let it be so.

Prayer for a Friend

God of Eve,
Who stayed with her in hardship and exile
God of Sarah,
Who stayed with her in barrenness and wandering
God of Miriam,
Who stayed with her in the desert
God of Deborah,
Who stayed with her in battles
God of Ruth,
Who stayed with her in loss
God of Esther,
Who stayed with her in a world strange to her
God of Elizabeth,
Who stayed with her in barrenness and in fullness
God of Mary,
Who came to her
God of Mary Magdalene,
Who stayed with her despite her demons
God of Martha,
Who stayed with her as she worked
God of Lydia,
Who blessed her with faith
God of every hurting woman,
God of my friend,
Let her feel your loving Presence
Sooth her fears
Comfort her tears
Heal what can be healed
Lend her your strength and courage
To face what needs to be faced.
Reveal yourself to her
Every day
In the help and care
Tenderness and prayers
Of those who love her.
Amen, please, amen.

Prayer on a Facebook Post

[The italicized parts are a Facebook post that is currently being copied widely.]

I need to rant for just a moment. I’m getting old and I’ve worked hard all my life. I have made my reputation, the good and the bad, I didn’t inherit my job or my income, and I have worked hard to get where I am in life.

THANK YOU, GOD, FOR GIVING ME THE STRENGTH TO WORK.

I have juggled my job, my family, and made many sacrifices up front to secure a life for my family. It wasn’t always easy and still isn’t, but I did it all while maintaining my integrity and my principles. I’ve never put anyone beneath myself or denied help to anyone. I have friends of every walk of life and if you’re in my circle, it should be understood that I don’t have to remind you of what I’d be willing to do for you. However….

THANK YOU, GOD, FOR GIVING ME FAMILY AND FRIENDS AND ENOUGH TO SHARE.

I’m tired of being told that I have to “spread the wealth” to people who don’t have my work ethic. People who have sacrificed nothing and feel entitled to receive everything.

HELP ME, GOD, TO REMEMBER TO JUDGE NOT LEST I BE JUDGED.

I’m tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy to earn it themselves.

THANK YOU, GOD, THAT I LIVE IN A COUNTRY THAT CARES FOR ITS PEOPLE.

I’m tired of being told I must lower my living standard to fight global warming, which, no one is allowed to debate.

THANK YOU, GOD, THAT I LIVE BETTER THAN ALMOST EVERYONE WHO HAS EVER LIVED.

I’m tired of hearing wealthy athletes, entertainers and politicians of all parties talk like their opinions matter to the common man. I’m tired of any of them even pretending they can relate to the life and bank account that I have.

THANK YOU, GOD, THAT MY LIFE HAS ENTERTAINMENT AS WELL AS WORK.

I’m tired of people with a sense of entitlement, rich or poor..

SOMETIMES I AM CRANKY, HELP THOU MY SENSE OF ENTITLEMENT.

I’m tired of being told I need to accept the latest fad or politically correct stupidity or befriending a group that’s intent in killing me because I won’t convert to their point of view.

SOMETIMES I RESIST LEARNING NEW WAYS OF THINKING, HELP THOU MY STUBBORNESS.

I’m really tired of people who don’t take responsibility for their lives and actions. Especially the ones that want me to fund it. I’m tired of hearing them blame the government, or discrimination, or big-whatever for their problems.

SOMETIMES I FORGET WHO IS MY NEIGHBOR, HELP THOU MY UNDERSTANDING.

Yes, I’m really tired. But, I’m also glad to be in the second half of my life. Because, mostly, I’m not going to have to see the world these people are creating. I thank God I’m on the way out and not on the way in. I just HATE the fact that my children and grandchildren are having to face this screwed up world. I want them to grow up understanding their freedoms of living in America, have respect for authority and the older generation who risked or sacrificed their lives to give us the rights we currently have in America.

THANK YOU, GOD, FOR YOUNGER GENERATIONS WITH STRENGTH AND HOPE AND THEIR OWN VISIONS.

No one is entitled to anything. You have a choice to work, a choice to stay off drugs, a choice to make something of yourself. I have nothing to do with your choice. That’s all on you. You are entitled to what you earn.

THANK YOU, GOD, THAT I DON’T HAVE TO EARN YOUR GRACE AND LOVE.

“This is what love is: it is not that we have loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the means by which our sins are forgiven.” 1 John 4:10

Oh yeah…GOD BLESS… THE WORLD