a prayer to flavor 2019
My
Lord...
You do
not offer to judge me,
even
though I have judged You in times of trouble,
Though I
have not smiled at You in Times of Plenty,
even
though You have smiled at me in times of loneliness.
My
Lord...
I have
inherited the gifts of human frailty
so that
You show me Your Compassion in the wake of my insolence and ignorant bliss.
My
Lord...
in my
illusory comfort, I fail to grasp how flimsy my Life is,
how its
abrupt end is at Your mere Whim and Fancy.
My
Lord...
I often
fail to comprehend that I am but a Slave,
I pretend
to be a Master who has mastered the mysteries of Existence.
My
Lord...
O How a
good Pretender You are...
how You
pretend that I have never intended to offend You,
how You
act as if I have never harmed You,
how You
make as if You were not hurt by my ingratitude,
in return
for the eternal bond that You have weaved for my own Paradise on Earth.
My
Lord...
How I
misjudged the patience that You forged for my benefit,
amidst
the trials and tribulations that You showered on my daily challenges...
My
Lord...
How
foolish am I, and how magnanimous are You,
How full
of shame do I feel when I know
that I
shall be victorious at the end of it all, just through Your Mercy and Grace...
My
Lord...
In
exchange, all You ever asked of me was that I be your faithful friend at your
loyal service...
Amen & Blessed be Thy Grace to
welcome 2019
Sadek RUHMALY.