“Prayer of a Joey,” read by Marcia N. Lynch.
Prayer of a Joey
by Marcia N. Lynch
It’s not a stable cradle
Jumping up and down all day.
I peek out from my pocket
But it’s hard to see the way.
I get dizzy seeing
The world in disarray.
So, swaddled in this place
I’ll pray to God on high
Pouchsafe to keep me calm
As life goes bouncing by.
About the Poet
Marcia N. Lynch’s experience as a storyteller comes from working as a children’s film editor and from having been written into the story of Christ’s redemption. She studied sculpture at Mount Holyoke College. Sculpting, like film editing, requires an artist to cut out anything that does not relate to the primary subject matter, and these two disciplines have honed her storytelling skills. Marcia lives in Arlington, Virginia with her husband of 38 years and has three grown children. She surrendered to Christ in 1975.
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