The creator of the universe
The father of our hope
It is in our broken failures and death that you are shining, not glittering but shining as though perfection and sunlight were one; a strong light that shatters all clouds and darknesses and all of our petty instants
The author of all narratives
The first and the final
An eternal tube piercing time and space and scattering it unto infinite ends O! how we will never understand the depth of your infinity, of your love, of your knowledge, of your creativity. O God who holds me so precious be praised above mine eyes, so blind; lead us forward to your purposes and into your kingdom that is a kingdom that will endure after all eternity has passed, after time itself has long died
Stay with me
Be a father where I have not known a father
Be my strength where I have not strength
Be a friend where I have not known friendship
Thursday, November 23, 2006
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