Lord God,
today I came to the Liturgy.
My feelings were twirling, my thoughts tumbling.
The search was long,
intense.
The hunger was deep,
an agony.
I found your word,
in a poem, in a letter…
in the song of a bird,
in the chatter of a squirrel…
Loving Spirit of God,
sometimes my soul is in celebration,
in music, in song. There is an excitement.
From Your providence, Loving Spirit,
there comes forth a word,
Loving Spirit of God,
You continually invite me to
the Table of the Word.
It is an invitation
to eat frequently..
As the stream can never run dry,
neither is your word
completely consumed by the eating.
When I found your words,
I devoured them;
they became my joy
and the happiness of my heart’
because I bore your name.
O Lord, God of hosts.