Some people lean against fence posts when their bodies ache from toil.
Some people lean on oak trees, seeking cool shade on hot, humid days.
Some people lean on crutches when their limbs won’t work for them.
Some people lean on each other when their hearts can’t stand alone.
God of shelter and strength, it often takes us a long time to lean on You.We prefer to remain independent rather than acknowledge You as an oak tree of comfort, a sturdy support when the limbs of our lives are weak. Praise to You, Eternal Lean-To, for being our refuge in distress, for Your constant presence, and for continually bringing an end to the wars within our hearts and in our world.─AMEN.
(Adapted from a poem/prayer by Joyce Rupp)