Prayer for the Times
 

Prayer for the Times

One Sunday morning at a small southern church the new pastor
called on one of the older deacons to lead in the opening
prayer. The deacon stood up, bowed his head and said, "Lord,
I hate buttermilk."

The pastor opened one eye and wondered where this was going.
The deacon continued, "Lord, I hate lard." Now the pastor
was totally perplexed.

The deacon continued, "Lord, I ain't too crazy about plain
flour either. But after you mix 'em all together and bake
'em in a hot oven.... I just love biscuits!

The deacon didn't stop there. "Lord," he said, help us
realize when things come up that we don't like, whenever we
don't understand what You are doing, that we need to wait
and see what You are making. After you get through mixing
and baking, it'll probably be something even better than
biscuits. Amen."