Prayer 2
Lord, our God, Gods, or That-Which-We-Cannot-Know:
Leave me out of the discussion. The plans, the knowing. But form me, Lift the veil on one thing: That is, Your ritual reality. As real as the God who strikes lightning, Who makes fire, Who guides through the wilderness. Who gave His only son. Let love be the reason. Let me be that reason. Your love, as told by The name I was given, Or the name that I gave myself, Or the name that precedes the title.
I ask not as money asks a service, But as faith asks a duty.
Amen











