Friday Prayer

 

God of laughter that is prayer.  God of holy foolishness that is a path (one path of many) to faithfulness.  Disrupt our dourness and frownie faces with contagious joy.  Remind us that Your expansive embrace holds both the broken and beauty, both the hurting and humor, all the vastness and diversity that is life.  When we get caught in ruts of thinking that it is all up to us to save the day and the world, remind us that You are not silent or sleeping, but still singing.  When we get caught up in thinking that if we just worry more, rather than curiously wonder, we can solve all of this…whatever this is…interrupt us with memories of our younger versions of self that were convinced we had the way only to fall flat splat on our face.  When we want to shout or fight or verbally punch our way to Your realm, remind us of how Jesus told subversive stories of Samaritan love, prodigal grace/forgiveness, and gazing openness that sees Your world of its profoundness beyond our explanation.  Invite us, as You did Job, into the whirlwind that doesn’t answer the questions, but asks us ones that remind us that our point of view is a view from a point and then laughs with us once more as we delight in this human-size-ness of an art project called, “life”.  May this weekend lead us to find ways to celebrate Your holy foolishness once more.  Amen.  And Amen.