O GREAT REMINDER

Please remind me. . . .

that I came here, 

to this quiet, this prayer, 

to bask in your love, 

and to love you back.

Please remind me. . . .

that I came here because, 

--as you know all too well--

I’m always looking for a good deal,

for the freebies and the free food,

for the sale rack, the half-price table,

even for faith-free living. (Sorry.)

Please remind me. . . .

that I came here because,

from somewhere deep inside me, 

--or somewhere way beyond--

I heard you calling me, calling me 

back from my gaming and gallivanting.

Please remind me. . . 

that I came here to share my latest triumphs,

and feel the warm of your humbling smile,

to lay my latest crash-and-burns at your feet,

to feel your heal in my soul.

Please remind me. . . .

that I came here to remember

I’m not so needy after all,

No. In fact, I’m immeasurably blessed.

Please remind me. . . .

that these are the reasons I came here 

because, in the thick of thin things.

I’ve forgotten them.

Again.