Covered in prayer

This happens sometimes.  I have a job interview today, one that seems to fit a piece of what I feel called to offer the world.  Facebook is for me a way to keep tabs on the ones I care about, so I can pray for them.  It is also a way I can ask for prayer.  This happens sometimes.  I awaken with a sense that God has it completely covered.

I awaken

Covered in prayer,

Flannel, quilted prayer.

The warm guy next to me,

The cup of coffee now held

Warm in my hands.

The birds

Have begun

To build nests of prayer

In my backyard.

The ducks waddle prayer

Across the way.

They make significant steps

Toward the corn spread

For them to eat.

For her part

The woman,

Today in blue,

Spreads prayer

Like so much corn

In her wake.

I watch,

Surrounded on all sides

By prayer,

An abundance

A simple abundance,

Like corn,

Spread for the ducks.