Help, Thanks, (Sorry), Wow
Valerie
Schultz | Jan 26 2013 - 2:29pm | 2 comments
For Christmas, my sister gave me the
newest book from one of my favorite authors: Help, Thanks, Wow, by Anne
Lamott. My favorite authors tend to be those who write things that I wish I’d
written, and Anne Lamott’s many essays on motherhood and faith and struggle are
definitely some of those things. Her most recent book ponders the three prayers
we most often say to communicate with God, each of which can be reduced in its
shortest form to one word: Help. Thanks. Wow.
The book, at 102 pages, is as slim
as its prayers, and just as packed with meaning. I read it in one glorious
afternoon by a sunny window, pausing frequently to savor a particularly
wonderful image or phrase. Anne Lamott is a gifted crafter of words and teller
of truths, whose work often makes me stop to say "Wow" and
"Thanks," sometimes simultaneously. As I read, I was struck by the
similarity of Lamott’s three prayers to an acronym I learned from another youth
minister back when I taught Confirmation classes to Catholic teenagers. The
acronym was ACTS, and was intended as an easy way for young people to remember
the rather cumbersome Catholic names of four types of prayer: A for Adoration
(or Wow), C for Contrition, T for Thanksgiving (Thanks, obviously), and S for
Supplication (Help!). And I realized that the book I was reading, as
beautifully, viscerally written as it was, was perhaps missing a fourth
one-word prayer: Contrition, more colloquially known as Sorry.
Is it my Catholic guilt that would
amend the title of Anne Lamott’s book to Help, Thanks, Sorry, Wow? Our
reputation is for excessive and unnecessary guilt-tripping, of ourselves and
others. We say an Act of Contrition during confession, because an essential
component of the sacrament of Reconciliation is being sorry for our sins. We regret
sinning, and we resolve to try our darnedest to do a better job next time. From
personal experience, I have to believe that Sorry is indeed a good
prayer.
Because we humans can be a sorry
lot. We get God’s message wrong, or we run with only a part of it, or we ignore
the message entirely, or we are sure that there is no message. Sometimes we
know what is right, but we do the opposite anyway, because the wrong thing is
easier, or causes less heartache, or doesn’t rock the proverbial boat in which
we are comfortably sailing. We screw things up, but if we believe in a God of
Second (and Fortieth) Chances, who loves us infinitely, we can breathe a prayer
of Sorry, and try again. Sorry usually goes hand-in-hand with a solid Help
prayer. When we are sorry, we need help finding the light, or even just
surrendering to the possibility of light.
Sorry, even quietly said, matters.
“Love means never having to say you’re sorry”, the catchphrase from the 1970s
juggernaut novel and movie “Love Story”, does not fly, at least not for any
relationship I’ve ever had. Love means there will be plenty of times you’ll
need to say you’re sorry, and you have to be able both to say it and to forgive
the person who says it to you. Which of those things is harder for you may
depend on your personality.
“I do not know much about God and
prayer,“ begins Anne Lamott’s lovely book, “but I have come to believe, over
the last twenty-five years, that there’s something to be said about keeping
prayer simple. Help. Thanks. Wow.” She is perhaps being modest about what she
knows, as her writing has touched the hearts and souls of many faithful
readers. I love her three prayers, and would add an occasional Sorry as a
fourth offering. Along with Help, Thanks, and Wow, Sorry can also be a bringer
of grace, a response to God’s great love, a breath of prayer to go before Amen.
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