Six things before breakfast

Social media provides so much information about ... well ... so much.  Already this morning I have learned about the black bear in Estes Park, Colorado who has learned to open doors and walk into local businesses. The fun fact about coffee beans and civet poop does make me wonder whoever thought to do this in the first place.  This makes me wonder about whoever decided raw oysters were a food item.  Which makes me wonder... well ... a lot of things.  Time for breakfast with real breakfast food (cereal with skim milk, and, of course, coffee).

So

A bear walks into a bar

In Colorado,

A black bear.

This is perhaps the start

Of a great joke.

Maybe

Better even than

A bear walks into

A candy store.

The most expensive coffee

In the world

Is made from coffee beans

Found in civet poop.

I think I shall eat breakfast

Before I find out

Four more things.

My brain

Is full.

My stomach

Isn’t.

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.