O Lord, I remembered my name today, but apparently forgot to add that final cup of flour to the cookies. Thank You that my eternal destiny does not depend on turning out a perfect recipe — of any kind. OMG, how I celebrate Your love and forgiveness through Jesus!
O Lord, on these chilly mornings, I do appreciate my snuggly, nice leather footwear. Sometimes, though, I miss the glare of the Mean Kitty slippers I bought at the Dollar Store. OMG, You’re right. If I really need to look a grouch in the eye, I can always find a mirror.
O Lord, though wrestling an uncooperative bird out of the wrapper and into the oven will resemble a Friday night smackdown, OMG, this turkey is grateful to celebrate Thanksgiving with yummy turkey!
O Lord, both my candle and I are getting old and tired and blobby. Still, OMG, please help us let our lights shine!
O Lord, why are we Americans so suspicious of siestas? You recall that even as a young office worker, I sneaked to a back room at noon and closed the drapes to conceal my catching a few winks. Why did I have to hide as if conducting lunchtime drug deals? You’ve never considered napping a sin. OMG, You even advocated a whole day of rest! Amen, Father.
And power to the nappers!
O Lord, You know I wouldn’t spend a typical day attending a hockey game in which spectators cheer fights, jangle cowbells and throw pucks.
I wouldn’t help socialize a grandrat.
Or witness the morphing of a human into a freaky trick-or-treat alien.
But with two grandsons — OMG, what fun, doing them all!
O Lord, It’s only October, but I can’t buy a can of beans without seeing a Santa Claus. You, who made the sun move backward to preserve daylight during an Old Testament battle — OMG, could you pause on lovely fall …
Image by Lars Nissen from Pixabay.
before we fast-forward to crazy Christmas?
Oh.
You want me to do it?
Image by Klaus Hausmann from Pixabay.
O Lord, getting lost in a 10-acre corn maze, looking for Bigfoot, could be pretty scary — except, OMG, thank You for such excellent company!
O Lord, You really know how to help me shed decades! Thank You for a fun humor writing session with Taylor University professional writing students.
OMG, please bless them on their writing journeys!
O Lord, one moment our grandson rode a little playground horsie.
A seeming moment later, he’s taller than his tall grandpa.
OMG, did I blink too slow?