Restlessly, as I reflect, in general, on life and, specifically, on these past days of earthquake, fire, tempest, and flood, I think about waiting. I am constitutionally, perhaps characterologically impatient. I don’t like waiting. Oft I’ve mused that if everything, even most things happened as I desired, then I wouldn’t have to wait. But life isn’t like that. For me. For anyone. Despite the sometimes grand significance of our need and the always great sincerity of our want, there is much beyond our command and control. So, we wait…

in line,

in traffic,

by the phone,

for the mail, whether electronic in speed or snail in pace,

for meetings to begin and to end,

for planes and trains,

for time to pass,

for one another,

for results of school exams,

for reports of medical tests,

for return calls from potential employers,

for our partners or spouses, children or parents, families or friends to change,

for word from loved ones at times accident or natural calamity,

for help and healing, relief and release,

for birth and death,

for God…

However, today my restlessness provokes this persistent question: Who – and where and how – is waiting for me to act for good?

as Irma approaches, a Christian prayer

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O God, again, yea, too soon again, I come to You as Author of all creation and Whose Spirit-breath is the Source of all wind; as Hurricane Irma, so horribly hurriedly after Hurricane Harvey, bears down on peoples and lands, I pray to You, too, as the Lord and Preserver and Sustainer of all life, for the safety of all in Nature’s path of fury, and should any of Your children, my sisters and brothers of the human family die, I pray You grant them perfect peace in Your nearest presence, and should any suffer hurt or loss, I pray You grant them the comfort of hands and hearts that You strengthen for service, and, for us all, may we, whether far away in the shelter of distance or caught in “the fell clutch of circumstance”[1] of raging tempest, be reminded that by Your creation, Your redemption in Jesus Christ, and Your sanctification by the Holy Spirit, we are bound, each and all, in a common everlasting destiny. Amen.



[1] A reference to a line from the poem Invictus by William Ernest Henley

in Harvey’s aftermath, a Christian prayer

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O God, the Author of creation, thus, Nature’s wind and rain, and Source of our solace and strength; now that Hurricane Harvey hath done horrific harm, we pray You, by and through Your Spirit, to grant perfect peace to the dead, patience and perseverance for all who suffered loss, the power of purpose for all – local, regional, and national governmental agencies and charitable organizations – in the administration of timely and necessary aid, and for all of us, the promise of prayer that You hear and heed our cries for Your grace and mercy; through Jesus Christ. Amen.