In the midst…
listen
sing
cook
pray
struggle
weep
when it doesn’t make sense
overwhelmed and burdened
of community
alone
carrying
working
sitting
being
listen
we are always
in the midst
of something
and in
these somethings
we are
in the midst
of God.
God,
your light
fills me each day
for it is greater
than my shadows
and the world’s darkness.
Your light
awakens me
to living
in you,
with you,
for you.
Your light
a lamp unto my feet
a guide for my path
a consistent presence
calling me
to truth,
to life,
to fullness
to beauty,
to see you.
God,
you are always
here with me
in the midst.
Amen.
Photo Credits:
Ryoji Iwata
Hasan Albari
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