So, today, God,
I don't think I have a prayer in me.
Anything I pray
feels trite in contrast to the heaviness
we all feel in the face
of the Newtown tragedy.
There are no words.
I am thinking about other stuff too...like finishing up worship plans,
getting some administrative work out of the way,
wondering if I will ever have time to make some of the holiday foods my mom used to make
every Christmas, like lefse, flatbread, krumkake...
making a list of the books I want to read and things to make...
but that is all monkey min,
or at the least, denial mind or procrastinator mind.
But the truth is,
I don't have a prayer in me today.
I ask your Spirit
to pray on my behalf...
for those who need You and healing and balm and rest, and heart and compassion,
and just simply holding.