A Blessing for When There's Never Enough Time

Blessed are we, standing in the kitchen at 11pm,

still holding the list...

the one that multiplies like weeds,

like something we forgot to pull out at the root

three lists ago.

God, we did not finish today.

We will not finish tomorrow either.

There is no tydying this up.

So bless the unfinished.

Bless the email still sitting in drafts,

the load of laundry that's been "almost done" since Tuesday,

the appointment we keep meaning to make for ourselves

and keep bumping for everyone else.

Bless us when we lie awake doing math we can't win...

too few hours, too many hands needed,

and only these two.

We wanted to be the kind of people who have it together.

Instead we are the kind of people who have a list.

A long one. An honest one.

One that means we are loved, and needed, and tired,

all at the same time, all in the same breath.

So let this be enough for today:

that we showed up.

That we did the next true thing in front of us,

and let the rest wait its turn in line

like it should have all along.

We are not behind. We are just here,

in the middle of it,

in the beautiful, relentless middle

and that will have to be the whole blessing for now.

Amen. Or, we'll get to the rest of it later.