I believe our prayers are to God's work,
Something like a person
Who gets to hum along to a symphony.
God's plans and purposes are complete
Unto themselves.
God, the Composer and Musician, is
Pleased when His audience appreciates
His music enough to hum along,
But knows that His symphony
Stands on its own.
Our humming along is something that
Adds nothing nor takes away anything
From the Masterpiece.
The Master loves us enough as His children
To enjoy our babyish addition to what
Is already Perfect.
1994
June
The worship I offer is holding this pet, Beholding that flower, And dancing Your music in lonely lost hour. The worship I offer is standing alone And not taking comfort That others might own - From limited gods who don’t have a way Of saving all things That have stories to say. The worship I offer at end of my life May die with me silent In empty dark night. But the worship I offer Is so much a part Of the cloth of my soul, the width of my heart. June
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