Morning Prayer

While on phone church Covid style While my eyes follow the line of the psalm, I fret about a fixture of the day. Something I forgot fills me with alarm a distraction prompting a need to pray. Listening to a reading from Isaiah my eyes upon a woodpecker alight as it stabs the nuts in the bird feeder: a striking bird to fill me with delight. God given senses bring all together: Psalms and readings of scripture correlate, interweaving the fabric of nature with worry about a calendar date. Pulling such diverse strands into the whole, oblique is the way that prayer feeds my soul.