Though too small to see even the decimal point above us, we shout with longing into the night. Though too faint to even hear an echo, we are sure that our message gets through.
We, who know our significance, call
out to You
Like a dog who sits loyal at
the foot of the bed, we share in the great godly gift of observing. To see the
world around us is, in some small way, to be one with God. YOU see the world with an all-loving
all-knowing eye, while we watch the world with a glance of the more educational
variety. Teach us how to see. Make us
worthy of consciousness.
We, still searching for our place,
call out to You
Our future, dark and puzzling
to us, is laid out clearly by you. You are our rudder and our star. But we can
only right ourselves with you here and now, by offering you our pains to see.
You know them already, and in seeing them you challenge us, but we can only
change when we remember that you are seeing – and when we see you in all
things.
We, who know our place, call out to
You
Let our prayer be a
healing fire that burns away all barriers between us and Your Will. With
our hearts, minds and spirits we pray to know your path for us and what use our
small gifts can be in the vast world that is our connection to you. We serve others in the hope that it will bring us ever closer to understanding you. And we pray to remind ourselves of our significance, our insignificance, our search for and our place in Your Will.
Amen
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