After driving for only a few years I came across a
postcard in a little truck stop. It was a picture
of a line of parked trucks. Printed on the card was
a trucker's prayer. I'd like to share it today.
Written by Carlos Lee Akers, Sr.
Date written not known
Dear God above bless this truck I drive,
and help me keep someone alive.
Be my mortal sight this day,
on streets where little children play.
Bless my helper fast asleep when the night is long,
and keep my cargo safe and sound
through the hours big and round.
Make my judgement sound as steel,
and be my hands upon the wheel.
Bless the traveler going past,
and teach them not to go so fast.
Give me strength for every trip,
so I may care for what they ship.
And make me mindful every mile,
that life is just a little while.
That was pretty neat don't ya thiink. In this lonely dangerous job it's nice to have something or someone you can always fall back on when a moment of confusion or disparation presents itself.
Well, that's all for the moment.
Stop back by when you can.
Thinking about a little note on the selling off of US highways to foriegn countries. I know it's an old issue. But, it bugs me that the main media refuses to bring it up.
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