an excerpt
Lord, we have only human words
to address you lest we be
entirely dumb before you.
So, listen now, beneath our words,
to the longing that reaches toward you
and the gratitude that beats in our hearts
and fills us with joy for everything
that is just and true, good and human,
all the gritty, muddy, bony, bloody, hairy,
sweaty, smelly, beautiful, tough, tender,
possibility-laced, throbbing living-ness of it.
Forgive us for taking it all for granted,
for acting as though it is not a gift but ours by right,
as though there is not enough for everyone..................
My Heart in My Mouth: Prayers for our Lives, Ted Loder
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