Into the midst of our high-pitched mess—
Come, Holy Spirit:
Move in,
Take over,
Permeate this place
with Your power and peace.
Immerse our house, every corner and crack.
Saturate our creaky, crumb-covered floors;
Bathe our naked dolls and Potato Head parts.
Ooze into our chaotic cupboards and our crayoned couches.
Blow through the books,
Swirl through the stacks,
Peruse and pervade the piles and piles of papers,
Commandeer the cable!
The clothes, laundered and un-,
strewn about the floors of the basement and bedrooms,
Please fill them.
And bless the wearers,
bearers of Your image, Your aroma, Your name,
Mess-makers, all.
5 comments:
A tear to my eye.
This is lovely.
Great and real! :)
I love this! How eloquent and beautiful.
Pithy and realistic.
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