The Lost Hour (a prayer for pastors)

Maybe it’s the lost hour, Lord,
but I woke up feeling
wistful this morning,
eyes blinking, focus
on the day a struggle.

I read too much news
on a tiny screen,
too much bad news,
see too much ugliness
rendered in 2” by 4.”

Things that seemed
reliable, understandings
shared by all, are
thrown down like stones;
some need to be.

Is it fair to pray, “Wake me!”
when you commanded
us to stay woke?
Yet I must confess
it’s tempting to drift off.

Help me. Help us.
Our lids weighed down,
weary with —
O God! I’m awake.
Use me this day, I pray. Amen.

I would love to know your thoughts.

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