A Prayer for Any Old Day

Each week, after I write the main post, a few days later, I send an accompanying prayer related to the topic. I am doing in this in part for me: I always am on the hunt for more written prayers. I use written prayers often in my work to pray for larger groups, but I also love written prayers for my personal piety. Sometimes it is nice when I do not have the words to use someone else’s.

The below prayer is in response to my recent post on a day in the life.

God of the skies and the mountains and the moon and the oceans,

God of the ladybugs and specks of dirt and tiny pebbles and gusts of wind,

God of the gargantuan things and God of teeniest things,

You are here in the midst of it all.

In the most ordinary of days,

When I change my sheets and check my email and hurry my children to the bus stop and replace the toilet paper on the roll and feed the dogs and stub my toe before crawling into bed,

When the day seems like nothing special, the most Monday of Mondays,

You are here.

Small blessings abou…