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She enters the dimly lit chapel
And, with head bowed low,
Kneels before the cross
To unburden a heavy heart.
Lord, forgive me my commonness.
My common hopes. My common dreams.
Forgive my prayerless nights --
Days lived not loving others.
Pardon unspoken words
That might have soothed a weary soul.
And spoken words (thoughtless banter)
That cannot be retrieved. Forgive.
Grant me wisdom and strength
So that, with a pure heart,
I may hear bird-song
Even amid loud street noise.
Fill my heart with gratitude
For family and friends,
For light and healing. Lead my mind
To consider the lilies.*
Direct my gaze to focus
On the mysterious—one scourged,
Afflicted, scorned, mocked--
To arms stretched wide upon a cross.
Let me understand the gentleness
To be found in silence.
Let me patiently begin
To simply face You and
To listen to Your love—
To consider the lilies, and know.
*Matthew 6:28b (RSV)
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