RUNNING NOSE PRAYER

Lord,

my nose is running.

Slow sliding stuff,

sliding like Vesuvius -

down from my left nostril.

Uuuuuh! I assume it’s ugly -

like some of my life.

I can feel it  - but I can’t see it -

like so much of my life.

Forgot my handkerchief.

Can’t find a tissue.
Now what, Lord? Now what?

Oh my God, I’m 74 -

yet I’m hoping for more.

No - not the leakage or its

opposite - a clogged nose

or a clogged life - but to

breathe freely a lot more life.

Death? - Lord.  - Nope.  - Not yet.

Lord, my nose is running

and I’m still running and

I thank you for that and 

for a lot more than that. Amen.

© Andy Costello, Prayers, 2014

This is my 3000 piece on this Blog. I noticed # 1000 was also a prayer, so I’m happy to do the same for #3000. This prayer I thought should be more humbling. Notice I didn’t use the word “snot, ” but I was tempted. Never saw a prayer yet with that word in it.