It’s National Mule Day – and since we all know how stubborn mules can be, I’m taking this opportunity to pray that the Lord might make me less mulish and more agreeable!
No doubt about it:
sometimes I’m as stubborn as a mule!
I’m not keen on this trait in others, Lord,
and I doubt that others favor it in me.
So, I pray tonight for you to change
my stubborn and mulish ways…
When I’m dogged and determined
to get my own way
help me value and work for
the common good…
When I’m rigid in speaking
my own point of view
make me docile and open
to others’ ideas…
When I’m adamant, headstrong,
unwilling to bend,
help me humbly yield
to those wiser than me…
When I’m obdurate, contrary,
stuck in my ways,
help me change and move
where grace may lead…
And when I make an ass of myself,
help me humbly see how stubborn I am
and learn to oblige, surrender and bend
to your wisdom, O Lord, and your will…
Protect me, Lord, while I’m awake
and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
and asleep, rest in your peace…
There’s a whole lot of stubborn in this roomThere’s a whole lot of pride that won’t let goThere’s a whole lot of stubborn in this roomThat shows no sign of giving up controlI’ve drawn all the curtainsI’ve turned out all the lightsScared to death somebody else might seeThere’s a whole lot of stubborn in this roomAnd there’s no one here but me
There’s a whole lot of demons in this roomThey want it all and they don’t wanna shareThere’s a whole lot of demons in this roomAnd none of them believe in fighting fairSome sit on my leftSome sit on my rightThey talk so loud it’s hard to disagreeI’m surrounded by the demons in this roomAnd there’s no one here but me
I can’t quite remember how to pray anymoreI can’t quite remember what to say anymoreIf it turns out that I can’t have my way anymoreHow will I know which way to turn, when I walk out the door?
There’s a molecule of faith in this roomWhat they used to call a mustard seedThere’s a molecule of faith in this roomAnd a book that says that’s all I’ll ever needI don’t know where it is, but I hope I find it soonCause nothing else will ever set me freeThere’s a molecule of faith in this roomAnd even though it’s much too small to see,If I have the courage to believeI’ll find the one who left it here for me
