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A Prayer for P.R. Lord, I found You. Lord, I found You although Your form was not as I anticipated it would be. I thought a beard would grace Your jaw, but saw only a few whiskers there. I thought Your vision perfect, but those heavy glasses suited You. I imagined You in better shape but discovered that You renounced our human taste for ideal forms. Not everything was a surprise. Expecting nothing less, I found a welcome unconditional, acceptance without thought of gain, more pure than I dreamt possible. And as if that was not enough, I also found a crooked smile, contagious and inscrutable, possessing the ability to shrink a host of mundane woes, which, once set casually aside, miraculously slowed the world until each passing moment made a natural and profound sense. Finally, I had always found it difficult to talk to You, so I was pleasantly surprised to find the meaning of Your words so unambiguous and I repeat them now for all to hear: "August third, nineteen eighty-six; What's new with you? Where is Joseph? What movie did you watch last night? We're having hamburgers for lunch. I'm going to get one more dough- nut; should I get one for you too?" |
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A Prayer for P.R. David Keffer Knoxville, TN December 9, 2014 |