A universal prayer

[FrodeauxB at aol.com]

This comes as close to a nonsectarian prayer as I've ever seen. From my 
cousin in law in Utah (where Nicholas Cage thought he might have been in his 
dream at the end of "Raising Arizona.")
 It's A Prayer For 5760 by, Rabbi Jacob Pressman

May you get a clean bill of health from your dentist, your cardiologist,
you gastro-enterologist, your urologist, your proctologist, your
podiatrist, your psychiatrist, your plumber and the IRS.

May your hair, your teeth, your facelift, your abs and your stocks not
fall; and may your blood pressure, your triglycerides, your cholesterol,
your white blood count and your mortgage interest not rise.

May you find a way to travel from anywhere to anywhere in the rush hour
in less than an hour, and when you get there may you find a parking
space.

May Friday evening, December 31, find you seated around the Shabbat
table, together with your beloved family and cherished friends, ushering
in the Sabbath day.  You will find the food better, the environment
quieter, the cost much cheaper, and the pleasure much more fulfilling
than anything else you might ordinarily do that night.

May you wake up on January 1st, finding that the world has not come to an
end, the lights work, the water faucets flow, and the sky has not fallen.

May you go to the bank on Monday morning, January 3rd and find your
account is in order, your money is still there and any mistakes are in
your favor.

May you ponder on January 4th; How did this ultramodern civilization of
our manage to get itself traumatized by a possible slip of a blip on a
chip made out of sand.

May we relax about the Third Millennium of the Common Era, and realize
that we still have 240 years until the dawn of the Sixth Millennium of
the Jewish Calendar by which time the computer is long since obsolete and
so are we.

May God give you the strength to go through a year of presidential
campaigning, and may some of the promises made be kept.

May you believe at least half of what the candidates propose, and may
those elected fulfill at least half of what they promise, and the miracle
of reducing taxes and balancing budgets happen.

May you be awe struck by God's sense of humor as you wrestle with the
possibility that a professional wrestler could become president of the
United States.

May what you see in the mirror delight you, and what others see in you
delight them.

May someone love you enough to forgive your faults, be blind to your
blemishes, and tell the world about your virtues.

May the telemarketers wait to make their sales calls until you finish
dinner, and may your check book and your budget balance, and may they
include generous amounts for charity.

May you remember to say "I love you" at least once a day to your spouse,
your child, your parent; but not to your secretary, your nurse, your
masseuse, your hairdresser or your tennis instructor.

And may the Messiah come this year, and if he does not may we live as if
he has, in a world at peace and the awareness of God's love in every
sunset, every flower's unfolding petals, every baby's smile, every
lover's kiss and every wonderful, astonishing, miraculous beat of our
heart.