Today's Manna Prayer

God, rest in my heart
and fortify me
take away my hunger for answers
let the hours play upon my body
— Mary Oliver
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The petitions pile up, a never-ending stack of requests it seems. Most feel forgotten, or at least answered through the circumstances that inevitably unfolded in time, leaving us to wade into the muddy water that keeps pressing us forward. Control has revealed itself as an illusion, something I have to learn over and over again.

I have let things smaller than these become what I worship, but that doesn’t make it any easier. As I made things that are temporal become the answer to whether or not life is good, I have missed the ultimate good, failing in preaching to myself the better and best Word.

He has provided, even if it feels like it is most certainly not enough. It is all there. Let me rest in this daily bread, the chalky manna, even as I shake my fist for meat, for something different, for a different tasting miracle.

Let me bask in the miracle that is today, even as it pours forth its broken, dark, unfinished parts, for even in the brief moment I refrain from squeezing my eyes shut, the Light has shown me that it is finished.

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,
Our God ever yearns His resources to share;
Lean hard on the arm everlasting, availing;
The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
— Annie Flint