Dear God,  it’s raining.

Of course, you know this already.

So many of our prayers seem to begin this way, God.

With things that we know,

and things that you know

and things that we know that you know.

“Thank you.”

“Give them peace.”

“I am afraid.”

“We are grieving.”

As our mouths form words that are

true,  familiar, obvious

we ask only this.

Mold our lives, also, to your Way.

The Way that we know,

The Way that you know,

and the Way that you know that we know

The Way that at times, in spite of all our knowledge, seems

difficult, unfamiliar, strange,

but that is right here

just waiting for us to

take the first step.

Of course.


heavy rain


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