Lord, I am here at the table again. The turkey steams. The kids are loud. I am tired from the drive and the noise. I just want to be held.
Steady my hands. Loosen my jaw. Remind me this bread is enough.
You see how I brace for the next comment. You know the old wounds that flare up. Help me sit still and let You feed me like a child.
In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.