Last week, about this time, I set off for my maiden voyage to Laity Lodge. There, I met some great people and heard some wise words on the Lord’s Prayer from Wesley Hill and Alan Jacobs. For Jacobs, wise words means poetry. He shared what he called two short sermons and three poems: George Herbert’s “Prayer,” Richard Wilbur’s “Love Calls Us…,” and Andrew Hudgins “Praying Drunk.”
In the course of his talk, Alan Jacobs kept calling the poems prayers. I think the connection is more than just a slip of the tongue. The poem and prayer that’s stuck with me most is the last line of “Praying Drunk,” “Remember me.”
