Bless What Eludes My Grasp

We had a staff retreat today at work. It was a nice time to mosey away from the office with friends and colleagues. I work with some really awesome people.

We laughed. We learned. We spent time in fellowship. We stopped for ice cream on the way home. 

And we prayed. This prayer spoke to me and reminded me what I need to care about.

Bless What Eludes My Grasp Ted Loder, Guerrillas of Grace: Prayers for the Battle

     
        Lord, so many things skitter through my mind,

        and I give chase to gather them

                       and hold them in a bunch to you,

         but they go this way and that

                        while I go that way and this . . .

         So gather me up instead
         and bless what eludes my grasp but not yours:

                        trees and bees, fireflies and butterflies,

                        roses and barbecues, and people . . . 

          Lord, the people . . . bless the people:

                        birthday people,

                                giving birth people,

                                          being born people;

                        conformed people,

                                 dying people,

                                          dead people;

                        hostaged people,

                                 banged up people,

                                          held down people;

                        leader people,

                                 lonely people,

                                          limping people;

                        hungry people,

                                 surfeited people,

                                          indifferent people;

                        one world people,

                                 second world people,

                                          third world people;

        Bless them, Lord.

        Bless what eludes my grasp but not yours.