God, silent, distant;
not really, God is within,
always with us.
We are never lifted to God;
He joins us in our peril,
In our suffering here on earth.
We cannot hear Him.
He is silent to us -
unless . . . unless -
our souls are open,
our hearts are clean,
awaiting God’s perfect Love.
We listen, heeding, praying.
For Jesus healed by faith
He shares his faith, and
we listen, love, hope, pray.
Hear God as a little child;
have the faith of Abraham,
ready to sacrifice all.
And God is no longer muted.
© Russell Kendall Carter
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retired literature and writing professor; I write spiritual, meditative, and prayerful blogs. My life is devoted to prayer and healing prayer for all I meet.
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