I am drawn to your word in ways I do not fully understand.
Despite these addled days, we come before each other,
You and I.
At times of worship, work, love, and life,
we meet not to see or be seen but to speak,
when gathered across the sacred pages,
Words that comfort, challenge, and even annoy me,
Because I cannot ignore the self-evident reality,
Though I sing without melody,
And pray in hushed tones,
I am speaking to you,
I cannot hide,
I am heard and understood,
Convinced of things I do not know,
I end this prayer, O God,
With this acknowledgement:
I am a beginner,
Called to live,
And to forever try.
Thank you, O God.
For drawing me nigh.