When hot and bothered


After a warm spell dried out curly willow leaves litter the grass  (Photo: Irene Bom)
 

I was searching for something to share on a summer theme. The word “hot” led me to this prayer poem by Anita Munro.


Teach us where the bucket is

O God, we gather at your waters,
as a hot and bothered crowd gathers on the beach
on a sweltering, summer day.
O God, we drink at your fountain,
as a parched dog laps at the fresh,
running water of a bush creek.
O God, we await your refreshment,
as a tired worker watches for the change of shift.
Quench our thirst, satisfy our longings.
May we be refreshed and restored in you;
and teach us where to find the bucket and how to carry it
so that we might draw that water for those who most need it.

— written by Anita Monro and posted on the MAD-e-Lena blog.


Tip
Read Anita’s blog post for the story behind this prayer poem.


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2 thoughts on “When hot and bothered”

  1. I find this poem very beautiful and also appropriate at this time of summer: after 6 weeks of hardly any rain at all in Holland, I found myself becoming rather anxious about the climate change in the world, also here, where I live. Already after such a relatively short period of no rains, I have these feelings. This poem helps me to be more mindful and to pray for hopeful developments serving all people.

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