Morning Thanks

Garrison Keillor once said we'd all be better off if we all started the day by giving thanks for just one thing. I'll try.

Saturday, February 16, 2008


He must not care how the package is being delivered and he would likely make one lousy English teacher, but I rather like the fact that the Lord God almighty hears prayers that are fractured, illogical, redundant, and sometimes even wordless.

One of the most comforting verses in the Psalms, by my count anyway, is David’s request that God “hear the sound of his groaning,” which implies, of course, that God’s translation skills are second to none.

Most believers pay little heed to Jesus’ dire warnings about praying in public—we do it anyway, and that’s okay. But somehow the fact that the Creator of Heaven and Earth hears even those utterances that aren’t uttered is itself as beautiful as anything in the Book of Common Prayer, that he lovingly listens in closely when we ain't even got the words to fit our miseries, that's nothing less than divine.

And for that I’m thankful, this morning--but even more so on those mornings when I've got no words.

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