Thou who are the heart of being, we come together but often feel alone
Thou who are the heart of being, we come together but often feel alone. We come for fellowship but we hold back.
We are certain -- in our uncertainty. We are sure of ourselves -- in our utter doubt. We are full of answers, but not to our real questions.
We are wounded but afraid of the health that is in us, frightened of what we must do to become healthy. We come too broken, too hurt, and too masked even to know our own hurt and fear.
We come as landlords who do not want to pay for the upkeep, as tenants who do not want to pay the rent, as heirs who do not want to be grateful.
Take all our contradiction and weave of us a whole, even despite ourselves. Thou creative power, whom we know but deny, whose we always are, even in our denial, Thou. Amen.