Grasping For a Glimpse (A Prayer Poem)

O God

my maker and caretaker

there is so much of you I cannot grasp

Why did you surrender to profuse pain

in the garden

and then on the cross?

Why do you love everyone

especially sinners

even vile offenders?

Why do you allow destruction

including the natural kind

but especially of the innocent?

I am a mere follower

embryonic, evolving, unadorned

bearing unbidden clouds

I am spiritually undernourished

craving fruits of the spirit

faint with hunger for blue skies

I am messy with doubt

longing for untainted passion

pleading for purified miracles

My eyes see poorly

blinding sacred assurance

blocking the light of goodness

My ears hear discordance

deafening harmony

dissolving creation’s concerto

My skin is scathed with sadness

aching for forgiveness

anxious for a healing solvent

Bowing, I see the Gift

in sacrifice and

in a prince’s peace

Bowing, I hear the Gift

in sorrow and

in a child’s laughter

Bowing, I feel the Gift

in scars and

in a loving embrace

O God

lover of my soul

there is so much of you to glimpse