9/4/85
Dear Lord,
How can this world be put together so that it contains all the
things I see? its all real but I can’t understand it. How can the
love I feel and the cruelty I see go together? When I look at the
people I love it is so soft and intense with compassion and feeling
… and yet, somewhere, many some wheres, this moment … people are
starving, are without hope, are imprisoned, … my spirit here,
inside my body, can feel no different than theirs … except that I
am here and they there. But if I let myself, Lord, for a moment go,
the doors gape open and I can be there and feel it, imagine it. And
I can’t understand how what I see and feel can be a part of the same
safe world where I hold a small boy’s hands and see the light on
someone’s face and ache with feeling. Do you want us to understand,
Lord? I will look if you do. Perhaps, underneath your apparent
contradictions lies some deeper pattern and compassion. Help me stay
awake that I might see if this is true. Help me see the truth, for
this world cannot be true as I see it now. And, I want the truth,
whatever it is.
gallagher
9/4/85
– a prayer
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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