Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Hump Day Prayer . . . The Souper Bowl of Caring

Prayer for Children

We pray for children
Who put chocolate fingers everywhere,
Who like to be tickled,
Who stomp in puddles and ruin their new pants,
Who sneak Popsicles before supper,
Who erase holes in math workbooks,
Who can never find their shoes

We pray for children
Who stare at photographers from behind broken windows,
Who can’t bound down the street in a new pair of sneakers,
Who never "counted potatoes,"
Who are born in places where we wouldn't be caught dead,
Who never go to the circus,
Who live in an x-rated world.

We pray for children
Who bring us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions,
Who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish,
Who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money,
Who cover themselves with Band-aids and sing off key,
Who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink,
Who slurp their soup.

We pray for children
Who never get dessert,
Who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
Who watch their parents watch them suffer,
Who can’t find any bread to steal,
Who don’t have any rooms to clean up,
Whose pictures aren't on anybody’s dresser,
Whose monsters are real.

We pray for children
Who spend all their allowance before Tuesday,
Who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick at their food,
Who like ghost stories,
Who shove dirty clothes under the bed, and never rinse out the tub,
Who get visits from the tooth fairy,
Who don’t like to be kissed in front of the carpool,
Who squirm in church and scream in the phone,
Whose tears we sometimes laugh at and whose smiles can make us cry.

We pray for children
Whose nightmares come in the daytime,
Who will eat anything,
Who have never seen a dentist,
Who aren't spoiled by anybody,
Who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep,
Who live and move, but have no being,

We pray for children who want to be carried
And for those who must,
For those we never give up on and for those
Who don’t get a second chance.

For those we smother…and for those who will grab the hand of anybody
Kind enough to offer it.

Prayer taken from The Souper Bowl of Caring

2 comments:

Stuart Gordon said...

Miranda:

I've always loved that prayer, as has my wife. Thanks for sharing it with us today.

Grace and peace.

Stuart Gordon said...

P.S.

The Presbyterian Outlook attributes it to Ina J. Hughes of Knoxville, TN. "She is the niece of the late Mary Franklin McCoy and the daughter of the Reverend and Mrs. James A. Jones" (former president of Union Seminary in Richmond).