There in the waiting I seek you.

And I am found.

Watching in awe as your hand stretches out, gently calling your children back to you.

Never letting us stray too far.

Giving us space to learn.

Even when it pains you to watch the choices we make take us further away.

In the stillness, your voice is what I listen for.

And I return.

You take my moments of doubt and you remind me I am made for more.

Trust.

You test me and you know my innermost thoughts.

You search for anything afflicting me, and you tell me that I am still worthy of your love.

I have never gone too far.

You provide a way out, so that I can be pure and blameless in your eyes.

Exactly as you intended long ago.

Before the creation of the world.

Beautiful.

Naked.

Unashamed.

In holy communion with the Creator of it all.

-ljh