A Prayer for Something, A Prayer for Something Rare, A Prayer that in the Asking Finds the Grace to Have it Heard
Dear Lord.
I know I only talk to you when there's a problem. I'm sorry. I hope to do better.
Oh Lord, I just want one good woman. I'm not fussy. Just one good woman. I've been looking and it's not getting me anywhere and all I want is one good woman. I'm a decent guy, I just want one shot. One good woman.
She doesn't have to be perfect. You know, a decent, nice-looking girl.
I'm not going to be fussy. A smart girl, not bad looking, that's all I want.
A brunette, if you can.
If she's smart and funny and a good person, I'd be really happy.
And if she's tall and has a nice figure, I'd be over the moon.
I don't want to ask for the world, but if she had good taste in music and movies ...
If we had stuff in common and she got on well with my friends and family ...
If she had a good job and was good at it.
Smart, funny, good person, good-looking, and gets me, appreciates whatever it is that I do.
Lord, if you can, I'd like a good-looking girl who's musical and erudite and inventive with words.
I'd like a girl who's good with people so I don't have to be, a complementary personality, a good fit day-to-day. Someone I can laugh with, hang out with.
I'd like someone kind of old school, someone who appreciates hard work and craftmanship and dedication, someone real, someone unpretentious.
I'd like a good woman, Lord, a real good woman, someone to share my life with, someone to inspire me to be better, someone my friends are happy to see me with. Someone I can make plans with, go places with, someone who makes me smarter.
Lord, I want a woman who uses words I have to look up, someone brilliant but not arrogant, forceful but not annoying, impressive but not cocky.
Lord, I ask for so much, but I know it's within your power to find me such a woman. I know you'll give me a chance. I pray for the wisdom to recognise her when I see her.
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Oh Lord, thank you. Once again you answer the prayer of one who asks in all humility, on his knees, with no thought to his pride. You show him in his weakest moments that you will provide if he asks with an open heart.
But Lord, does she really need to tell me everything her friend said on facebook?