I sometimes wonder
if I look to you
like a small dog
at an odd angle
on an awkward pile of pillows
when I have a perfectly good bed
with a heating pad in it
many other comfortable spots)
in which to lie.
I suspect that the determined streak
that Maisy and I
share in common
might make discerning your will
that you look on me with affection
as I plop myself
in another unsuitable,
or at least unlikely, spot.
when there is a steadier place to be,
help me to listen
when you invite me to rest in the place
you have prepared for me,
help me to move.
Jemma Allen is a priest in the Anglican Church in Aotearoa, New Zealand and Polynesia and expresses that ministry as a researcher, counsellor and spiritual director.
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One thought on “Thursday Prayer: lessons from a small white dog”
Amen and, ah, the dogs in my life are the continuing source of God’s revelation.