I’m becoming more and more conscious of how hard it is to ask for help. I’m more and more a witness to my insistence to go it alone, handle it, not appear weak or needy.

I’m more and more aware that I AM a little weak, a little needy – it is part and parcel of being born a human and not a character in a movie or tv commercial.

Perhaps the most beautiful prayer of all is this. Help me.

Help me make the coffee. Help me feed the cat. Help me breathe in and out, full breaths, all day.

Help me remember it’s not all about me, people are mostly good, and it’s all small stuff after all.

Help me eat, help me move, help me brush every tooth, aware of the privilege to brush them.

Help me see beauty in ordinary things and in the mistakes, the misfits, the missing pieces.

Help me stop talking, stop ruminating, stop believing I have to fix it.

Help me stop. Help me pause. Help me rest. Help me nothing and nowhere and just because.

Help me help, reach out, be of service, pay it forward. Help me create a ripple.

YOUR TURN

Sunday Service is a recurring community feature and you are invited to join the party!

Regardless of faith, prayer is a beautiful thing. It can be grateful, it can be joyful, it can be a question, it can be a song. This is a place where your writing can be your prayer, an open door for higher wisdom to ‘runneth over.’

Use the post to the right as an invitation to write your own Sunday Service or capture an image that elicits a stirring in your soul. Keep it short, make it washed in your truth. Write it for you, not for us.

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