My Book of Uncommon Prayers: God of the Slimmest of Chances

A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green

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Hope looks through any open window,

squints through cracks at a barely visible, a barely possible future

because it is what we were made for–

hope, that is.

So even when life is its darkest, and smothering stresses would

choke, cling, and cloud,

there it is; there I am,

seeking  that one weak seam

and finding the splinter of truth that shows its way beyond all this

to hope and a future.

So I hold on,

and I pray on: “God of the slimmest of chances, deliver me.”

My Book of Uncommon Prayers

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