August 14 Prayer

August 14 prayer
Saturday Slowdown

Time to Savor one dream from the night,

An injured chick is placed in my hands.
I’m holding him firmly
Wings pinned down
With a white, wet and
warm washcloth I dab the wound
to absorb all of the red blood.

He struggles and squirms to be set free
I press ever so gently,
softly to bring healing to his wing.

I do not let him go until he is relaxed
enough to rest in the palm of my hands.

Today,
I rest in the large palms of eternity’s hands

I cannot care for the whole world but
I can take care of my own soul.

Today I am held by loves firm hands.

God is bigger and stronger and a much better healer.

I think I may relax here a while
so I may be free to fly once again.

DB
Ps.121, Matt 23:37