Lord, our God,
We dream of a life no longer
merely endured but enjoyed, no longer imposed but in-born, no longer coveted
but creative, no longer feared but loved. And, Lord, these days, we continue to
experience a life that is limited and conditioned. Our hands, called to open,
stay closed. Our homes invited to welcome, stay shut. Our churches designed to praise
and worship, are silenced. Our hearts remain frozen, O Lord, with fear and anxiety.
No, our road leads not to the penetrating sweep of the light of day, but to
choking, stifling night, we fear, O Lord.
