I don’t know when you have ever,
Asked for our resume,
or our qualifications
(In fact you call us no matter what)
Nor do you ask us to make an accounting
of our year’s end accomplishments and goals
Instead I picture you.
Sitting down with us, at the end of the year–
Like a good friend does at the end of the day.
Allowing us to reflect
on the good and the bad and the ugly.
And you don’t mind if the language is crass , or the tears start to flow,
…Or sometimes we feel like we have nothing at all worth saying.
We humans like to mark time, because that’s how we are made.
And you like to sit and mark it with us, because you God, understand.
Our obsessions with days and weeks and hours and cups of coffee.
So God, when I start counting,
You remind me that I can’t count the stars,
and our blessings outnumber those–
and you remind us that every single person,
is beloved and no one is forgotten.
Neither is our small joys and accomplishments.
And we don’t need to.
Only you God, can make both true.
Thank you God,
for keeping track of the important stuff,
and letting the other stuff Go
And sitting with me, as I take stock.
Please feel free to use/adapt/share with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta
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