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A Prayer for My Wife I Lord, God, Creator of Adam and Eve, Ultimate Progenitor, I kneel before You this morning to give thanks for my wife, who has tolerated my idiosyncrasies all these long years of our marriage, and who kept our family together, when father and daughter, each in their separate derangements, found no common ground upon which they could understand each other, until they discovered roles through which their relationship could grow. I thank you again for the woman who has brokered an impossible peace between father and son, both of whom are precisely driven by the same obstinate impulse to impose a semblance of order on a world that absolutely refuses to accommodate what, at best, we might consider modestly well-intentioned expectations and less kindly as extended, juvenile bouts of poor impulse control. O Lord, praise to you for my wife, unconquerable and indefatigable! Never let her submit to her husband. Never heed her prayers, whispered in darkness, when I have driven her to retreat in tears behind the closed door of our bedroom, for I fear she asks for relief, if not release. Instead, fill her with the strength of Your Spirit as it over-flows from Your cup. Let Your Spirit expand inside her, increase her dimensions, transform her into a house, perhaps a temple, in which we can all shelter, protected from the ravages of Earthly storms. Make my wife a giant, O Lord! Never allow her to leave us! Remember these prayers for her and make sure, when the time comes, to take me first. |
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A Prayer for My Wife I David Keffer Knoxville, TN November 12, 2014 |