by Jane Tawel
Child’s Play Prayer
By Jane Tawel
January 18, 2025
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Hi.
I don’t understand You,
and that’s okay,
but I know You are my Parent.
I knew You when I
was in Your Womb, Mommy.
I knew You from the first day
You held my weak and wandering
eyes in Your loving gaze,
caressing me with Your thoughts.
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I know how strong You are, Daddy,
because time and time again,
no matter how big I have grown,
You have lifted me up
on Your strong shoulders,
and held me in your strong hands.
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Forgive me for growing up
to think I had to earn your love.
Forgive me for thinking You could
ever love me less if You also
loved my brothers and sisters
just as much as You love me.
Forgive me for thinking
I could ever put Your Love aside
like a memento from the Past,
store it in a little box,
shelving with other books
I might take down and read sometimes.
Your Love is not a once upon a time thing.
Your Love is not one thing at all.
Your Love is One —
not You. not Me.
I am Yours, and You are Mine.
Mommy. Daddy. Creator. Love.
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You, Parent-Creator,
are higher than my highest thoughts,
and lower than my deepest desires.
Release me from want —
from needing
from needing or pretending
to be an adult around You —
an adult full of doing and thinking,
not trusting and resting
at peace
at home
in Your Love.
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Help me flunk my test today,
so I will relearn how to go out and play.
Let me be again
Be… again…
Your dearly beloved
Child.
Amen.
© Jane Tawel, 2025
Beautiful and thought provoking! Ahhh the freedoms of childhood play….
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting. Yes indeed — reclaiming that freedom!
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