A Prayer from May

Lord, you are good and I am confused.
Most of the time.
Maybe almost all of the time.
You love me.
And I love you, but mostly when I feel good.

You are filled to the brim with wonder.
So am I.
You are creative.
So am I.

You choose people.
Like Israel.
You choose people.
Like me.

Make me more like you today.
I love you.

Your friend,

A Prayer

Can you hear me? You say you know my pain, but most of the time I’m not so sure. I don’t know your voice. I don’t know your touch.

I don’t want to know you and yet, I always will. I can see when I’m not looking, but when I look; I never find.

Let’s make music together. Let’s write poetry. I am made up of You. Where do I end, Lord? Where do you begin?

The snow is singing. The night knows no words. Could you speak into the emptiness? Could you speak like you did before?

Oh God,
I can see your light shining under the words I’ve written. Under my eyes too.

What is your favorite sound? What blade of grass do you cherish most? Look at the birds of the air. Look.

I will place none above you, Lord. I will place none above you. I will place none above you, oh Lord. None.

Speak to us. Speak even when we won’t listen. Give us hope to get through the day. Give us each other.

I am one man, Lord. I know you can move in me and through me. Show me how.

You are quiet like light moving through time. You are big and I am small. Make something of my slightness. Make something much more. Show me how, oh Lord.

I want to love you. I want to love you but I know very little of love. I do not know its vastness. Teach me.

Do I bear witness to your light? What do you say about me in your great celestial halls?

I am one man, Lord.

I know I have lived very little, but in that short while, I have determined loyalty to be a trait I value most sincerely. Am I loyal father?

Will you take me when I’m all used up? When my body is nothing more than filthy rags? Say you will.

Overwhelm me, Lord. Overwhelm me and when you’re finished. When you’re finished Lord.

Use me.