I wonder if God gets as tired of that “Regards” bit as the rest of us…
KIDDING! Please don’t hurt me…
I wonder if God gets as tired of that “Regards” bit as the rest of us…
KIDDING! Please don’t hurt me…
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Oh Lord, please remember this thread and send someone to resurrect it again 11 years hence.
From the movie The Station Agent:
And, God, please help my dad heal ‘cause he’s drivin’ me fuckin’ crazy."
And from another movie
Dear God, who’s name I do not know.
Thank you for my life.
I forgot how big.
As I lay me down to sleep
In a beat up army jeep
If it rolls before I wake
Please, dear Lord, put on the brake.
The long-ago aforementioned Anima Christi is my favorite too.
Yes!
Christ with me,
Christ before me,
Christ behind me,
Christ in me,
Christ beneath me,
Christ above me,
Christ on my right,
Christ on my left,
Christ when I lie down,
Christ when I sit down,
Christ when I arise,
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,
Christ in every eye that sees me,
Christ in every ear that hears me.
Dear God,
Protect us from the people who believe in you.
I have always been immensely fond of Baron Astley’s prayer before the Battle of Edgehill:
O Lord, Thou knowest how busy I must be this day. If I forget Thee, do not forget me.
Which he immediately followed up by telling his troops, “March on, boys”.
God Help the Outcasts is a good prayer set to music.
And I don’t know if this is true or not, but Malcolm X said in his autobiography that traditionally, a Muslim on his pilgrimage to Mecca will cry out “Labayka!” which is supposed to translate to something like “Here I come!” I use that on my way up to receive the Eucharist.
Regards,
Shodan
Just so everyone knows - this is a very old thread resurrected pointlessly by a spammer who has now been kicked off the board. The spammer’s post was the one immediately before mine above, so now it looks like I’m the one who resurrected the thread, but it is not the case.
Beat me to it, and thats one I use each and every day
“Please God, don’t let me fuck up.”
I think Tom Wolff, the author of "The Right Stuff, referred to it as the Astronaut’s Prayer. Well before he wrote that book I frequently said that same prayer many times right before running out of the tunnel for a football game. But when I thought about it, what I really meant to pray was… please don’t let me fuck up in front of all these people.
I always feared not just fucking up but embarrassing my family if I did something real stupid…in front of lots of people. That’s what Alan Shepard meant, too.
Also, mostly I was just praying to myself.