“My body hurts today.”
First waking thoughts
as I press my weight into arthritic feet
and stand to face the day.
This is my body, broken for you.
I hobble toward the bathroom
each step a reminder
that I am broken,
that this body bears the effects
of creation, fallen.
“I could just fall back into bed,”
and a sigh,
“but I hurt there, too.”
Do this in remembrance of me.
Get out of bed, in remembrance of me.
Face the day, in remembrance of me .
Take each painful step, in remembrance of me .
toward the work He has prepared for me today,
in remembrance of me.
Ora et labora.
Whatever you do,
in word or deed,
do all to the name
of the Lord Jesus Christ,
giving thanks
to God and the Father
through Him.
Ora et labora.
in remembrance of me.
Amen.
Elizabeth Wickland lives in Bozeman, Montana with her husband, daughter, and their little Yorkie, Wicket. She has a love for words and their stories and spends her days teaching Latin. She also enjoys gardening (during the few months her garden isn’t covered in snow) and cultivating beauty in her small corner of the world. You can find her on Instagram at @punamulta.priory
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