
Coffee in the Morning by George Mendoza
Good morning, good God!
I want to grow closer to you this Lent, Lord
- but then I remember:
- but then I remember:
you're always beside me, always before me,
always behind me, above and below me!
How much closer might I come
to One who's always close to me?
to One who's always close to me?
And yet, I have ways, Lord - don’t I -
ways of distancing myself
from you who made and live within me,
dwelling in my mind and heart and soul…
In the blink of an eye I can pretend,
- for a moment or for days or weeks on end -
that I don't see you or that somehow
I’ve slipped beyond your gaze…
Like a child blocking his ears,
with small hands pressed hard against his dead,
- I stop listening for you -
and I miss what your Spirit whispers:
my inattentive heart muffles and stifles
my inattentive heart muffles and stifles
the voice of your word alive within me…
When my soul chills in selfishness,
my fingers grow numb
and I lose the sense, the warmth,
my fingers grow numb
and I lose the sense, the warmth,
the touch of your presence pulsing
in the wonders of the world around me,
in the people whose fingerprints are
warm upon my life…
in the people whose fingerprints are
warm upon my life…
I know so many ways
to take my leave of you,
to keep my distance,
to walk away from you
to keep my distance,
to walk away from you
- the only One
who never leaves my side…
who never leaves my side…
I want to grow closer to you this Lent, Lord
- but then I remember:
- but then I remember:
you're always beside me, always before me,
always behind me, above and below me!
How much closer might I come
to One who's always close to me?
to One who's always close to me?
So, I offer you this morning my desire
to open wide my eyes, to see you, Lord:
in all who cross my path
and in all the circumstances of this day;
to see the way you guide my steps
and watch with care the path I walk;
to see how you keep me alway
as the apple of your eye…
I offer you this morning my desire
to open up my mind and soul, to hear, O Lord,
every word you speak from your heart to my own
in the scriptures,
in my thoughts and in my prayer,
in the words of others
and especially in the silence
every word you speak from your heart to my own
in the scriptures,
in my thoughts and in my prayer,
in the words of others
and especially in the silence
- and in every breath I take...
Draw me close to you, Lord, especially
when I turn away and fail to see you,
when I avoid the quiet where I might hear you,
when I turn from the grace
when I avoid the quiet where I might hear you,
when I turn from the grace
with which you touch me…
Help me to find what I trust
is already the truth of my life:
that you are always beside me, always before me,
that you are always beside me, always before me,
always behind me, above and below me!
Draw me ever closer to your side, Lord
- and never let me be parted from you…
Amen.

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