Today I had the honor of serving as “Pastor of the Day” for the Texas House of Representatives. My responsibilities included saying an opening prayer at today’s legislative session. (This was actually my only responsibility.)
Here’s an early version of the prayer I wrote for the occasion. (If you’re not from Texas some of the references below may not make much sense. Others may be offensive. My apologies either way.)
After several rewrites, the prayer I prayed today was a bit different from what you’re about to read. It’s posted in a comment below.
Our Father in Heaven,
And speaking of heaven, we thank you for the great state of Texas.
You gave shape to our state when you dug the paths of the Rio Grande and the Red and Sabine Rivers with the tip of your mighty finger.
We shudder to think how without these rivers, we might have turned out as square as Wyoming or heaven forbid, Colorado.
(Although we are thankful for the mighty river of the same name and the many lakes, reservoirs, and rice paddies it sustains.)
Forgive us of our many sins.
Forgive us when we foolishly move from our homeland to live among a people who believe a state income tax is fair and just.
Forgive us when we mow down bluebonnets in our backyard because we think no one is watching.
Forgive us when we “accidentally” shoot a mockingbird with the BB gun our dad gave us for our tenth birthday.
Help us to remember the Alamo, because shamefully, unless one lives in San Antonio, it’s easier to forget than one might think.
Eradicate from within our borders anyone who believes pulled pork is authentic Texas BBQ.
Lead us not into Oklahoma or Arkansas, and only briefly into Louisiana for cajun food.
And deliver us from Jerry Jones.
Clear eyes, full heart, can’t lose.