Sunday, March 02, 2008

Morning at the Improv

I passed a milestone today in church -- I led the Prayers of the Church without a net; without notes.

While I speak extemporaneously to groups all the time in my work, and while I've probably had more experience praying extemporaneously in group settings than the average Fritz or Frieda in Lutherland, for some reason I've not been able to pray the Prayers of the Church without first writing them down. I'm a writer at heart, not a speaker; I'm just more comfortable reading than riffing.

But this week, truth be told, I felt too tired and unmotivated to wrap my head around the task at hand. Dragging through the morning today in my oxygen-deprived, sinus-medicine-enhanced haze, I more or less told God, "I'm on autopilot. I can't think any harder about this. Please help me."

Which, of course, God did. My prayer wasn't as "pretty" as it could have been, but it covered the bases, and was sparse enough to, I hope, give listeners room to shape their own prayers around the basic petitions.

2 comments:

Diane said...

wow, good for you! It's hard for me, and I've been doing it for years...

and I lead extemporaneous prayers on lots of occasions with no problem, just Sunday...

P.S. an after-thought said...

I'm too lazy to look it up right now, but there is a verse (Isaiah?) about God telling our tongue what to say.

And I hope I'm in God's will to do this: I just sent you an email about another of your postings. I hope you get it as I see you've changed your profile.