A Liturgy for Forgotten Provision

Of the First Principles

Photo by Vicky Ng on Unsplash

LORD, who sustains the earth and all therein,
and
all 
therein,
we too easily forget your provisions.

You give us daily bread that
nourishes
satisfies
supplies
all that we could ever need

But like the Isaelites who grew weary of manna—
a miracle and a gift for life,
we forget 
and this manna 
becomes ordinary. 

Help us see anew 
these miracles 
you give 
each 
and every
day

Like the rising sun
and the breath in our lungs,
like the constant rhythmic beat 
of each heart in our children’s chest
and our loved ones’ waking every dawn,
and when was the last time we considered 
the chaos of the waters without the moon
or the oxygen produced by every living plant,
the sun sets each day without our command
and we hold no stars in the sky
yet they are visible each night
and constantly shining

And let us not forget today 
that you’ve provided spiritual
breath
and blood
and water
and life

And, in your Son and by his body
broken,
the bread of life—Manna
he sustains our eternity 
and our present
each 
and every 
moment
upheld and held in him
for your glory. 
Amen.

This post is part of a blog hop with Exhale—an online community of women pursuing creativity alongside motherhood, led by the writing team behind Coffee + Crumbs. Click here to view the next post in the series "Manna."