A liturgy for the slow drip of relationship.
oh, Shepherd, Great and Kind, how my soul aches in this place.
the months, semesters, & years have drawn on
and I have lost count of all the coffee cups, bowls, & plates
that words & hearts have been shared over.
how my soul aches in this place.
some days I see an understanding of You in their eyes,
yet, other days, it’s as if they have heard nothing at all.
some days I see a beautiful trust between us deepening,
yet, other days, I feel like a transaction & see a great indifference to the Deeper things.
all the while, my Good, Good Father, the world around me
cascades with darkness that suffocates.
it’s dissonant humming fills the streets & pours from windows.
my friends, neighbours, & community are clouded by it
as it drips from voiceless beings laden with gold,
voices in temples, & smoke that rises in futility.
did you not call me, oh Faithful One,
to be a burning flame of what You have spoken?
did you not also call me to lose my life
so that others might also find the path of life?
why, then, oh Overseer of all, does it take so long?
when I tried to understand all of this,
it troubled me deeply
till I entered Your Sanctuary,
oh Strength of my Heart.
You’ve allowed me to walk every with You & You guide me
by Your Word.
after all these things, You will take me
into Your Promised Land by Your timing.
though the Days feel like a crescive evil,
You are Greater.
from this, Oh Keeper of the Times, may patience,
endurance, & perseverance flow from
the Seal of the Inheritance within.
may it cause me to remember that all the moments
invested in a body leads to trust in a mind
yielding depths in a soul.
for she plants & he waters, but You are the one who causes the growth.
though wondering remains & the weight of these
thoughts is pressing at times,
You, oh My Portion Forever, remind me gently
that the slow drip of relationship building
is worth it all because Your Word & Testimonies declare
You shape drips into waterfalls.
אָמֵן
Amen
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