A Cowboy’s Prayer
Our Heavenly Father, we pause at this time
mindful of the many blessings you have bestowed upon us.
We ask, Lord, that you will be with us in the arena of life.
We, as cowboys, do not ask for special favors.
We don’t ask to draw around the chute-fighting horse,
the steer that won’t lay,
or to never break a barrier.
We don’t even ask for all daylight runs.
We do ask, Lord, that you will help us live our lives here on earth as cowboys,
in such a manner that when we make that last inevitable ride,
to the country up there where the grass grows lush, green, and stirrup high
and the water runs cool, clear, and deep,
that you’ll take us by the hand and say,
“Welcome to Heaven, cowboy,
your entry fees are paid.”
