Today I will sweep cobwebs, O LORD,
mindful of the ways that dust has sifted
and settled into the corners of my spirit.

Today I will sort mail, O LORD;
I will pray for trees that became
junk mail and for earth’s renewal.

Today I will change the batteries, O LORD,
starting with the smoke alarms even though
tomorrow they will warn again of my cooking.

Today I will write words, O LORD,
trusting that mere nouns and verbs
can bear your good Word to hearts.

Today I bless you, O LORD, in every task;
as I procrastinate and as I work, I will pray.
By some miracle, may you be glorified in it.