a prayer for listening

In humble patience, Lord

I still my hands and close my mouth

I neither covet a meal nor offer a petition

neither build another castle nor lay another plan

In the silence here I rest and wait

until the din in my head  dissipates and

I hear Your voice, My Beloved Creator

until my breath, my heartbeat moves in synchrony to Yours

I discard my distractions, Lord,

for the discomfort of waiting on Your deliverance

You have heard my cries and I am assured that You know,

not with heady knowledge but with an intimate heart,

the way to my soul’s contentment

Like an infant I exist in utter dependence

and total expectancy of  Your provision

for You alone give care to my body, mind and spirit

from my miraculous creation to

my triumphant end here on earth.

offered in response to the story of Zacharias, Luke 1:5-25