slip from my lips,
turn your grace toward me,
answer me, hear me.
My heart whispers to me
to seek your face.
I desire to meet your gaze;
you hear me-- let me look
into your eyes.
I trust that your goodness
will be revealed to me
here in the fullness of life.
I will wait with expectation for you;
I am strong enough, my soul
courageous enough,
to wait in this quiet, for you.
---Psalm 27:7-9, 13-14 (para. laca)
God, give me the strength to wait on you when no word is forthcoming. The peace and stillness to sit in emptiness, to wait in active hope for something I am not guaranteed. Quiet my anxiety over what you will or will not do, and teach me to simply desire to meet you.
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