The One Who Renews Creation Every Day - Prayer Reflection Poem by Lewis Eron
The One Who Renews Creation Every Day - Prayer Reflection
You renew creation every day
But every morning
I notice
A new gray hair
A new wrinkle or two
Or a creaking joint
As I brush my hair.
By breakfast time
The children have grown
At least a bit.
My mom feels worse
The in-laws look tired
The car’s in the shop
And the fridge’s on the fritz
This morning
Creation may be new again
But my small world keeps getting older.
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