Brushing My Tooth

Standing in front of the mirror while performing my morning rituals…I thought of my mother…who always harped on brushing teeth.  For the past seven decades I have been in the habit of just giving the pearly whites a token once over.  As my tongue counted the missing in action I realizing that I should have listened to my mother.  So, today I am turning over a new leaf and I am taking her advice seriously. 

 And in other news…I am ashamed to say…that I have finally decided to take God seriously.  For it seems that my way of doing thing have lead to nothing but tooth decay and moral decay.  My “once over and done” policies have left some gaps in my life…gaps that dentures cannot fill in. 

 Dear Lord Jesus…

 You can fill in the holes for us poor lost souls, such that I may be.

In a rush…I did not brush…yet, you have set me free.

 My ego aside…all pumped up with pride…from this I must flee.

I now realize, keep my eyes on the prize, is the only way for me.

 What you did, got into my id, for this I am filled with glee

You showed the way…You did the pay.  I’m confident of You Three.

Thank you

Amen