Here is my heart, O Holy Life:
ancient with the dust of stars,
new as the day I was born.
What use can it possibly have
if it beats only for itself?
Here is my soul, O Mystery:
reluctantly tethered to flesh,
marked with scars and calluses.
Who else can recognize it
and bless it with peace?
Here is my testimony, Sweet Story,
by which I mean: the tangle
of sins and lessons and graces
that comprise the work of love.
It needs a much better ending.
Here I am, showing up, O Presence:
a bit of dew joining the stream
that pours down the mountain.
Will you meet me, I pray, where
the river’s mouth opens to sing of unity?
And when “here” is not at all, O Light,
as so often is the case — whether by
freedom or fear or restless flight —
will you be the guide by which we know
our lost hearts are not alone?
The Rev. Rachel G. Hackenberg‘s book with Martha Spong, Denial Is My Spiritual Practice (and Other Failures of Faith), searches for faith through life’s trials. Rachel has also written Writing to God, a popular Lenten devotional, and other books.
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