Pause for Prayer: FRIDAY 5/5

 

Some mornings, Lord,

    there's a mist

    inviting me,  drawing me in

    to its soft, gentle haze

and I follow,

    trusting the mystery

    that in the mist is you,

    only you,

    that there's nothing there to fear...

 

But some mornings, Lord,

    I shiver and retreat,

    when I meet that murky haze,

afraid the mist might swallow me

    to depths from which

    I might find no return...

 

It's the haze upon my heart
    that clouds my vision, Lord,

tempting me to wonder:

    is there promise in the mist

    - or should I trust my premonition?

 

Dare I step beyond the veil

    or will I hide inside my fears?

Will I follow where you beckon

    or withdraw in isolation?

Help me trust, Lord, 

    day by day,

help me trust that every day

    it's the same holy mist

    moving on the water,

    whispering my name, 

    wrapping me in mercy 

    and the mystery of your presence...

Remove the veil that clouds my sight,

my hope of finding you,

    in the presence and the peace

        of your Spirit's holy haze, 

    all mystical and hidden

        yet waiting to reveal

            all my heart and soul desire...

Amen.

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