Saturday Morning

Lord, you know,
I've been straightening my desk,
and I needn't tell you
I'm a piler, not a filer,
and if I were a filer
I'd still lose things--
alphabetically, I mean.

So, Lord,
as you once brooded
over primeval chaos
let your Spirit brood today
over this clutter
which is my life,
lest I lose myself
and you,
the Eternal Best.

(a prayer of Gerhard E. Frost, from his book, Blessed is the Ordinary)

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