Good morning, good God!
Sometimes, Lord,
I feel little nudges, prompts and pokes
– and I’m sure they come from you –
because they hit me when I need a push,
nudge me where I need to go
and prompt me on the things I need to do…
I offer thanks this morning, Lord
for all the ways you press upon my heart
and remind me of your presence
and gently pull me free of fears
that keep me from your joy…
Grace – the word for all the ways
you nudge me toward
your gifts of peace and love,
your Spirit keeping, saving me
from all the selfish folly
of my doings and designs…
Does even one day pass
that you don’t stir within my soul,
dropping hints within my heart
to move my mind to muse
upon your presence all around?
Is any moment empty
of the whisper of your wisdom
nudging me beyond myself
to serve whom I’ve not served,
to give as I’ve not given,
to love as I’ve not thought my heart
could give itself away?
Poke, push, and prompt me, Lord
and wake me to your word;
call me to life more free
than all I’ve known thus far…
Open wide my eyes and ears
to those whose paths cross mine,
who may not yet have felt the touch
who may not yet have felt the touch
of grace upon their hearts…
Good God of Monday morning
and of every starry night,
I pray I’ll feel you nudging me
all through the week ahead…
Amen.
