Gracious God,
thank you for the smell of pencil shavings,
the tactile elegance of a good fountain pen,
and the click-clack of ancient typewriter keys…
for the intoxication of creative juices,
the sweetness of a well-turned phrase…
for the creak of the office chair,
and the surprise of a catch in the throat
and the salty track of a tear on the cheek…
for the hum of a computer,
the thrum of a printer,
the agony of the blank page,
the ecstasy of the last line,
the terror of hitting “send,”
and the fragrance of fresh ink on crisp new pages.
Thank you, Lord, for these gifts and graces,
and for the many others I am too dull to sense,
in Jesus’ name, amen.
