A Prayer for Hump Day


Dear God,

It’s Wednesday, Hump Day. But it feels like down-in-the-dumps day. I’m tired; getting out of bed was hell; it’s hard to concentrate at work; I’ve got a headache; is that another bill?; if I hear that stupid, obnoxious Spotify ad one.more.time…

God, are you here in the conundrum of normality?

I know I have so much to be thankful for, my Father. I have a home, an outta-my-league wife, a job that pays better than I need it too, hobbies, friends, safety, Oreos… Who am I to complain…about anything?

But I wish to be transparent. I wish for you to see the pitiful state of my soul, the part of me that is forever whining from the backseat of my journey with you: are we there yet? I’m bored. I’m tired. I wanna stop. I don’t even know why we’re even going on this stupid trip. Can I have a milkshake? I’m…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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