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You are full of whimsy and surprise that delights; sometimes puzzles and on occasion

even frightens me. But, it’s okay Lord. I trust you.  So far, you have never failed me.

When  I need bread and butter  or a parking space, you still come through.

 

 

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Obama Prayer

By Jeannette Drake

Lord, I couldn’t make it if it wasn’t for you. I don’t completely know why you chose Obama to be our next president, but I know you have. Hope is more than a word; more than a feeling. Hope manifests in the body and tenor of that slim young man whose essence strikes fear and denial in the hearts, minds, and souls of racists and casts doubts in the minds of non-believers who need to turn and run away. “How can this be?” they wonder.  

Well Lord, I see Divine Destiny written all over him. Lord, I know you plucked him from the garden the way you plucked Harriet and Sojourner and yes, Moses, too. You are a strange God, set in your ways, full of irony. You love to play tricks; to upset the logic of learned men. That is why I adore you, God, my father, my Mother, my Beloved Holy Spirit, and my Jesus Buddy. You are full of whimsy and surprise that delights; sometimes puzzles and on occasion even frightens me. But, it’s okay Lord. I trust you.  So far, you have never failed me. When I need bread and butter or a parking space, you still come through. You remain a Great God though it’s taken me more than sixty-five earth years to finally glimpse your wisdoms. And, a glimmer is all I’ve gotten Lord.

Everything in this country is an absolute mess.  I don’t agree with the stock clerk in my neighborhood grocery store who says Obama doesn’t know what he’s getting into.  I’m sure he knows. The wolves, the coyotes, the jackals, the foxes and all those other predators want to devour him. Even now Lord, I’m certain the vipers of evil plot to construct and take him down. But I know you, Lord, I trust you. I understand a fraction of your mystery, your majesty. Obama will not be taken down, for you, Oh Lord, you have lifted him up, for reasons that only you fully understand, at this hour and in this place.

I don’t have the time, energy or patience to ask rhetorical questions or engage in scholarly debates about Obama.  I am a tired, old lady poet molded by suffering and healed by your gracious spirit and I know you when I see, smell, touch, taste, hear and intuit you.  Dem Bones, Lord . . .  Dem Dry Bones, Lord . . . You are here now, Lord. You have brought forth a princely servant come to question and call up liberty, justice and freedom for all our children.  You have blessed America.  For this, I give thanks. Amen.

March 8, 2008

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posted 5 May 2008

 

 

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