A Poem: Willing

I make a world without you, an identity apart from you, and you humble me to bend the knee, to kneel and spread my hands. What good is everything, insubstantial, apart from your blessing, without you to tie it together, to imbue it with the colours and form of your name, your grace. And so … More A Poem: Willing

A Poem: Water

I think I remember last time, you didn’t hear my prayer, so I hesitate to trust. Sometimes, when we have done all we can, we need you to carry the rest, without spilling a drop. But sometimes, even you, let it overflow. And so I ask, what are the odds this time that I can … More A Poem: Water