{"product_id":"poems-prayers-isbn-9781984862105","title":"Poems \u0026 Prayers","description":"\u003cb\u003e#1 \u003ci\u003eNEW YORK TIMES \u003c\/i\u003eBESTSELLER • From the Academy Award–winning actor and author of \u003ci\u003eGreenlights \u003c\/i\u003ecomes an inspiring, faith-filled, and often hilarious collection of personal poetry and prayers about navigating the rodeo of life and chasing down the original dream, belief. \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eMy prayers are my poems are my prayers.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI’ve always relied on logic to make sense of myself and the world.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA prescriptionist at heart, I’ve always looked to reason to find the rhyme, the practical to get to the mystical, the choreography to find the dance, the proof to get to the truth, and reality to get to the dream.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI’ve been finding that tougher to do lately. It’s more than hard to know what to believe in; it’s hard to believe.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut I don’t want to quit believing, and I don’t want to stop believing \u003ci\u003ein . . .\u003c\/i\u003e humanity, you, myself, our potential.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI think it’s time for us to flip the script on what’s historically been our means of making sense, and instead open our aperture to enchantment and look to faith, belief, and dreams for our reality.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLet’s sing more than we might make sense, believe in more than the world can conclude, get more impressed with the wow instead of the how, let inspiration interrupt our appointments, dream our way to reality, serve some soul food to our hungry heads, put proof on the shelf for a season, and rhyme our way to reason.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eForget logic, certainty, owning, or making a start-up company of it; let’s go beyond what we can merely imagine, and believe, in the poetry of life.“Imagine a country-and-western song that stops in at every bar on Saturday night before finding itself in the pew on Sunday morning, and you’re halfway there. This is wisdom earned the hard way and repaid with compound interest . . . So much in his book is memorable . . . No more frisky—or well-intentioned—volume will grace the best-seller lists this season.”\u003cb\u003e—Pico Ayer, \u003ci\u003eAir Mail\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“Utterly confident. . . . These verses unlocked joy.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Texas Monthly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“Beguiling . . . likely to be the bestselling book of poetry published this year.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—The Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“Some [poems] are funny, some are jagged, many are uncomfortably honest. . . . That willingness to laugh at himself might be what gives \u003ci\u003ePoems and Prayers\u003c\/i\u003e its unexpected charm. . . . . McConaughey isn’t selling solutions. He’s documenting a wrestle. And somehow, that honesty feels like the most convincing testimony of all.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Relevant \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“A joy.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Vulture\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“\u003ci\u003ePoems \u0026amp; Prayers\u003c\/i\u003e is like Bob Dylan riding shotgun with Billy Graham on a road trip through the soul.”\u003cb\u003e—Greg McKeown, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eEssentialism\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eEffortless\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eGreenlights\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“McConaughey’s own story is arguably more interesting than any character he has embodied on the silver screen over the decades.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eUSA Today\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Both calming and laugh, laugh, laugh-out-loud funny.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Delightfully voicey.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eGQ\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A rollicking, contemplative trip.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eFinancial Times\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“McConaughey’s book invites us to grapple with the lessons of his life as he did—and to see that the point was never to win, but to understand.”\u003cb\u003e—Mark Manson, author of \u003ci\u003eThe Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003eAcademy Award–winning actor and #1 \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author \u003cb\u003eMatthew McConaughey\u003c\/b\u003e is a husband and a father, an eternal optimist, a hopeful skeptic, and a man of faith who believes that we should all start sellin’ Sunday morning like a Saturday night. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMcConaughey is a professor of practice at the University of Texas in Austin and co-owner of The Austin FC soccer club. He and his wife, Camila, founded the just keep livin Foundation, which is dedicated to helping boys and girls transform into good men and women through programs that teach the importance of decision-making, health, education, and active living. McConaughey resides with Camila and their three children in Austin, Texas.\u003cb\u003eI’ve always relied on logic to make sense of myself and the world.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA prescriptionist at heart, I’ve always looked to reason to find the rhyme, the practical to get to the mystical, the choreography to find the dance, the proof to get to the truth, and reality to get to the dream. I’ve always believed that art emulates life, not the other way around.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI’ve been finding that tougher to do lately.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSeems to me the facts have become unreliably overrated.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo many of us today are out to prove that the truth is just an outdated nostalgic notion, that honesty, along with being correct and right, is now a deluded currency in our cultural economy. With an epidemic of half-cocked logic and illusions being sold as sound conclusions, it’s more than hard to know what to believe in; it’s hard to believe.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut I don’t want to quit believing, and I don’t want to stop believing in . . . humanity, you, myself, our potential.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI’m not ready to concede that entertainment and misinformation are now our garden of knowledge. That lies are just what we tell each other, especially ourselves. That trust is no longer the coin of the realm. That doubt’s worth more than hope. That there’s no difference between dreams and illusions.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI’m not ready for my conscience to retreat. I’m not ready to accept that reality’s not enough.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn our age of politics, AI, plastic surgery, and high-frequency fix-it-in-post deepfake deceptions, I often find myself walking away from all the knowledge and reality more confused, more frustrated, and less well-advised than I was before I consumed it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs a people, we don’t seem to be perceiving properly, which means we are not desiring properly, which means we aren’t understanding properly, and as long as we don’t understand properly, we’re not going to act properly.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLike most all of us, I’m trying to navigate and adapt as shrewdly as I can to our changing times. To understand where I fit in, where I don’t, define what I stand for, and what I won’t. But I find myself increasingly tempted to just settle for the false and profane as acceptable signs of our times.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShould I maintain a beginner’s mind and continue to seek the magic in life when the facts deny reason to do so?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow do I stave off the cynics’ disease and still remain a hopeful skeptic?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAre we hoping to survive or surviving to hope?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMaybe that’s the point.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo admit that evil is necessary, and choose to rise above it—or not.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo admit the ugly facts and untruths all around and inside us, and still believe.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI think that is the point.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs an optimist and a believer, I’m a man of strong spirit and great faith, but if it’s belief we seek, let’s admit it: we’re not going to find it looking to the evidence.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo, enough with the academic and mathematic equations that aren’t adding up. I think it’s time for us to flip the script on what’s historically been our means of making sense, and instead open our aperture to enchantment and look to faith, belief, and dreams for our reality.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLet’s sing more than we might make sense, believe in more than the world can conclude, get more impressed with the wow instead of the how, let inspiration interrupt our appointments, dream our way to reality, serve some soul food to our hungry heads, put proof on the shelf for a season, and rhyme our way to reason. Forget logic, certainty, owning, or making a start-up company of it; let’s go beyond what we can merely imagine, and believe, in the poetry of life.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMusical bridges from the mundane,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePoems are a Saturday in the middle of the week.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey illuminate belief, inviting new ways to seek.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePoems are songs of romance,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWith ourselves, others, space, place, and time.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA holy language that hymns,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAngelic ditties of the divine,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePoems are also prayers, \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ethat rhyme.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor me, prayer is a time to reset, to catch my breath, and get a spiritual yawn of acceptance and surrender before my call to action. I pray as a means of staying involved in my life and the life of those I love and care for. Prayer anchors me but doesn’t hold me down, giving me a more stable floor from which to fly from. As a proclivity to imitate the divine, the high-mindedness of prayer guides us to a place of intentional surrender that promises more than permission, but freedom. Prayer can also be a scream, a plea, a question, an expression of pain and longing, or a therapeutic means of facing a monster within us. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe origin of prayer is based on worship, where and when we have the humility to bend low and bow, to raise our heart above our head, so we can listen to the wisdom of the sacred within us. But prayer isn’t solely sequestered to ceremony in the synagogues, churches, and meccas of the world. Prayer may also come in the form of meditation, taking a walk to clear your mind, stargazing to feel the humility of awe, creating art, making love, writing, even laughter. All of these practices can be a form of prayer because they’re each a means of revival—of the heart, mind, and the human spirit.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePrayer is paying attention. In a world that constantly consumes our thoughts but distracts us from tending to our spirit, prayer gives our soul a chance to catch up with our pathologically busy minds, providing us with the contentment of self-awareness that gives us enough hope to admit that we actually do have the ability to live our life. In times of chaos, prayer restores order, and regardless of the higher power you’re praying to, a committed belief in our continued improvement is how we first restore order in ourselves.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn a society that suffers from the illusion that privation and possessions equal progress, prayer promotes what I believe is a more genuine definition of the word: the development of human potential to become a broadcaster and receiver of values. Because prayer intentionally aligns us with what we value most, the practice of prayer is progress.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe ultimate goal of prayer is to align our earthly ambitions to be in accordance with Divinity’s Law. This means believing in more than who we are, but rather in who we can be. Through the inherent tests and approvals of our highest order, prayer helps us discover what we are here to do in this life. And when we can live more in sync with our higher power’s will? We’ve found what is theological code for our purpose.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMore love affair than mandate, prayer is devotion more than responsibility. Devoid of the false idols of our superstitions, prayer is a moral yearning to our own elevated conscience. The pattern and practice of prayer starts as a secret, then becomes a conscious light on the path that shows us the way to becoming our more competent and true selves.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePersonally, I begin my prayers with gratitude.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI smile upon my blessings.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI try to humble my selfish desires.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI remember that in God’s economy, service serves me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI pray for the guidance to do all that I can as a husband and father for the mental, physical, and spiritual health of my family.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen I take a scroll down the Rolodex of my memory’s lane and take inventory of all those I love and care for in my life, until I see them with my mind’s eye at a time when they were most themselves.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNot happiest or most proud, not saddest or most reflective.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut when they were no one else but themselves and their light shone brightest.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen they were in their own state of Grace, satisfied and content.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat’s when I lock in on this image of them in my mind, and pray for that in them, in perpetuity.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNext comes what is often the hardest part, trying to see myself the same way. But I pray until I do, rolling through the frames of my own past until a true image of myself becomes clear.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen I concentrate on that likeness, embrace it, thank it, and open up to letting it fill me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen I say, amen.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLike two hands in worship\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003epoems and prayers interlace,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003edancing with our soul as hymns\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eto the music we must face.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI write poetry because I believe life rhymes.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor more meaning is why I pray,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eand when the rhyme matters and the meanings in verse,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eit’s a heaven-sent parlay.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy prayers are my poems\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eare my prayers.Bestselling author of Greenlights","brand":"Crown","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":48233480290533,"sku":"NP9781984862105","price":29.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781984862105.jpg?v=1767734913","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/poems-prayers-isbn-9781984862105","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}