Prayer #5

Father, I’m parched.
I’m thirsty, when by all indications I should be drowning.
I’m famished, when I really feel I should be utterly stuffed now.
How is it Father, that ripples on these waters still rattle me?
Why do I stumble now, when I was doing alright just a while earlier?
How am I baffled now, when I felt I understood this not long ago?
Father, please, help me; For it would be a shame to get lost, in such familiar territory.
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