Blessed are you who meets me where I am,
in the quiet moments and hectic days.
Blessed are you who comes like a whisper in my breath
and spreads images of majesty before me.
Blessed are you who comes incarnate through a smile
of another, the touch of a hand or a kind word.
Blessed are you who shines in the light of the candle
and sings through the song of a sparrow.
Blessed are youwho meets me where I am--
wretched, unholy, empty and longing to be filled.
Blessed are you who greets me with a belly full
of laughter under a starlit sky.
Blessed are you who remains faithful thorugh
my questions and storms.
Blessed are you who stands as a sentinel in the night
throughout my slumbering dreams or restless tossing.
Blessed are you who I could name for an eternity
and never be complete.
Blessed are you who simply says, I AM,
and this is enough.
Amen.
Amen.
Amen.
- Kayce Stevens Hughlett (poem)
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