oh God, the thought of trying for a new and improved me just makes me tired.
I am barely getting anywhere,
so draw me closer to a different vision,
one that sees that I don’t need perfection —
I need love.
I need freed from the expectation that life should always be better.
the every day stressors—the bills, the pressure, the dependents,
the existential fears about the future and the worries of right now.
I am threadbare.
blessed are we, remembering that the world is not ours to shoulder alone.
help us put one foot in front of the other
as best we can.
God, today, give us strength to go on,
give us hope to see a future,
give us joy to make it not simply bearable…