Hi God,
The Epistle ‘o day says, I am
“a puff of smoke
that appears briefly
and then disappears”.
I understand this idea.
Do dogs understand it too?
Is that why the dogs take
such joy in the daily
gulag death march™?
Do they understand their ephemeral nature,
and therefore take joy where they can?
But what about service?
Sometimes, to be effective in service,
one faces the delayed gratification of preparation.
After all, you can’t be a choirmaster
before you learn music.
I’m confused (big surprise, huh?)
So my prayer today
is that you help us
learn to experience joy
in our preparations,
in our journeys, so to speak,
not just in our destinations.
I also ask you to please
have mercy on my soul,
ephemeral sinner though I be.
Amen
scripture reference
James 4:14