Dear God, let me sit here, amidst lack and unfulfillment. Let me not strive, grasp, nor struggle. Let me not chase after banners nor satisfaction. Let this be my lesson for today.
Let me turn my hands to what is before me, simply and quietly. The wolves at the door are outside the home. The pantry may go bare, but not today. Today, there is enough and I have work to do. What I perceive as lack is, instead, distraction.
Lord, let me be intent, here, now. Let my quiet work beckon others to be still and turn, too, to their own chores.
Let us be a quiet and joyful fellowship in labor.