Forgive me Dear Friend,
I’ve stood You up recently.
Avoided really showing up
in the stillness of the morning.
Pretended I needed that extra half-hour of sleep.
Rationalized that You understand.
Your grace abounds.
These rationalizations might be true.
But the truth is…I’ve avoided sitting with You
in the stillness of morning.
The empty open space of Easter
The Good News of resurrection
taste great.
And yet I know from experience
resurrection
challenges me to embrace
new ways of being and doing.
I know from experience that prayer
is not a passive practice
or a one way street.
It calls me out in ways I both love and despise.
Forgive me, Dear Friend.
I embrace the Amen
that is just the beginning.