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September 1, 2011

We walk the shore our heads are bowed.

Everyone looking for something.

One by one we reach down.


Stand straight up and walk

head still bowed.

This is the way of the everyday prayer.

I organize my prayer,

structure it with direction.

“I will pray for one thing till I find another pink quartz”

and so it goes as I walk.


bowing  low picking up the pink stones one after another.

pray and bow

walk in prayer

bow low and move on

“Give me something so grand I can’t carry it off the beach,” I joke and think how my mom would chide me for joking with God.







waves  roll around my feet taking away my prints

leaving smooth stones.

pray. bow. walk.

I walk, hand outstretched

cupping prayers.

Ready  to receive more.

all that I can,

all that there is for me this morning.


I pray for my marriage.  My good husband.


His good business. Expand his territory.


Forgive us our wrongs.


no pink rocks.

I notice.

Waves swirl around my ankles.

No pink rocks.

Step forward. Bless our health.

Keep us safe.

The waters erase all of my previous imprints.

Be glorified in our marriage.


 Big pink rock.

Bigger then all the others.

I walk up the dune with rocks tumbling out.

More then I can carry….I smile….ahhh not one “grand thing”

But many.

12 Comments leave one →
  1. September 1, 2011 1:09 pm

    Amen! Very nice…

  2. September 1, 2011 1:10 pm

    ps needing prayer support here! thank you..

  3. September 1, 2011 2:04 pm


  4. September 2, 2011 3:20 pm

    how beautiful, this walk with the Lord… i love that you joke with him 🙂 i do that too. i’m pretty sure he likes to laugh, since we’re made in his image and it’s one of the best feelings in the world. i also love that you are striving to inspire your children towards selflessness. you have a lovely heart! xo

  5. September 7, 2011 11:21 pm

    smiles. lovely post…wish we still lived at the beach…it does make a great metaphor as well…love your little mantra as well…i think he appreciates the jokes as well…at least i hope so…

  6. September 10, 2011 8:34 pm

    Simply Beautiful – “Pray.Bow.Walk.” I love this – and I agree – God must have humor – He created it:)

  7. October 20, 2011 1:16 am

    Our walk along the Willow is just like this and I am always picking up rocks. It will never be the same now… thank you for the pray.bow.walk…and I will pick a red rock in place of the pink( we have none)… or a skipper perhaps
    Thanks for adding worship to our river hikes…pray.bow.walk.

  8. October 20, 2011 1:12 pm

    Such a lovely way to pray . . . connecting is always easier for me at the water’s edge. I have a small collection of stones carried home from just such walks.

    • October 20, 2011 1:40 pm

      I love that so many others are saying how this method works for them.
      Loving the idea of a vase of prayers.

  9. October 24, 2011 8:37 am

    I come here on the prompting of thefisherlady. She knew I would love this. I especially love
    “I will pray for one thing till I find another pink quartz”
    I think built in pauses during a walk is a good thing. Sometimes i am too rote when i pray, too ready to get right on to the next thing when maybe the one I am presently on needs the attention.

    Thanks for this new way,

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