Lovely morning today. You may be able to see here some distant morning shadows on the hills.
In Sunday’s Lectionary, we see a needy Jesus. After he is drained, preaching and healing, we read this… “1:35 In the morning, while it was still very dark, he got up and went out to a deserted place, and there he prayed.” In that praying, he discovers new impetus to move on to more places. But at that moment, in the small hours, and many more times in the gospels, Jesus is needy. So, I reckon it’s OK to be knackered. I reckon it’s OK for our prayers to be real … As Ted Loder writes in, “Guerrillas of Grace: Prayers for the Battle”,
Will you accept my prayers, Lord,
my real prayers,
rooted in the muck and mud and rock or my life,
and not just my pretty, cut-flower, gracefully arranged
bouquet of words?