Thursday, September 1, 2011

Imperfect Prose...a prayer for when there are no words

Sometimes, Lord,

there are no words adequate enough

nothing to capture the depth of my longing or the desperateness of my need

no human means to bridge the chasm between my reality and Your heart

In those moments, Lord

there are only groans, not unlike labor pains

sound pictures drawn by the Holy Spirit

spinning miracles of connection


that is where I want to dwell

all of my days

in the hammock of hope that stretches between

all that I have


all that I wait for

Words will come

as will answers

but there is no need to wait for you

for You have already come

Praise be to God.



1 comment:

  1. "in the hammock of hope"... LOVE this, dear holly. beautiful prayer.