If I had a drum set I would use it to pray this prayer using “Micky.”
I pray for the strength to laugh at myself, even when I feel I am not very funny.
I pray for the ability to smile with tears in my eyes.
I pray for the courage to love those that I burn with jealousy for.
I pray that peace belong to those I “hate” [cause hate is too strong of a word, but love it not what I want to offer]
I pray that this human shell shed its human tendencies. I am not too sure this is what I want I mostly want to get a bit of that peace I asked for those I “hate.”
I pray for confidence that I am called to something and that institution is not the place I am to receive love.
I pray for relationships that are uplifting when I am sinking and that sinking when I am too uplifted.
I pray for assurance that popularity and applause are not markers of call and that the grass is not greener on the other side.
I pray that I can enjoy today for its beauty, joy, and promise of the great mystery to which you belong.
In the name of peace that whispers God…Amen