Sunday, Sept. 10th, 1995
				Afternoon
				
Dear God,
     Just got done writing a prayer/poem.

		I/Me/My and Glory to God Anyway
		-------------------------------

	If God has tapped me on the shoulder
	asking me to find a new way to serve him,
	a way different from the current way--which may be
	   - singing in the choir
	   - Sunday School participation or leadership
	   - committee participation or leadership
	   - helping a youth
	please let him and me operate.
	
	If God has tapped me on the shoulder,
	   helping me see and disapprove of the way
	   mankind politics their religions
	and leads me in disgust, for a time,
	   into serving Him in a different way, based on the disgust,
	let us do it.
	
	If God taps me on the shoulder, leading me to serve Him
	   by doing nothing but being a pew-sitter,
	      or an occasional offering-plate clinker,
        let us do the pew-sitting, without your judgements.
	
	Because in your judgements, in your disapprovals
	   of my way
	      of relating to God and his church
	I don't hear.  God gets lost.  And I can't sing anymore.
	Because I don't want to.
	
	Glory be to God -- in the lowest
	   *and* in the highest.
	   		Amen.