Praying for the Chicken

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I REMEMBER when I was a boy and my mother would fry chicken. When it was my turn to pray, I’d pray with my eyes open. I’d pray to God for that thigh that I had my eyes on. Sometime during the middle of the prayer, I’d unfold my hands and let one of them slip onto the table near the chicken so that I’d be halfway to my goal when the prayer was over. I wasn’t really thinking about God. I was thinking about chicken. I just had to get rid of God to get to the chicken. Sometimes we just use prayer as a way for us to get rid of God so that we can get to the real thing.

The point

A boy prays at dinner with his eyes open and hands half-extended toward the chicken. Sometimes we use prayer as a formality to get past God and reach the real object.

Scripture
Audience
Adults
Tone
Humorous · Convicting
To tell aloud
under a minute · 123 words

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