You can yell, you can scream, you can mumble in the dark,
With a silent whisper at work, with your kids at the park,
Abba Father--
Just waits. If you're singing on your mountaintop or drowning in the valley,
Blessed because we're able, to meet here together to say these words out loud,
Safe and secure, sharing our story.
The questions are our journey.
We look up from our blue seat to see we're at Jesus' feet,
We follow, we seek: week to week, finding our way,
Our alpha is today.
HE is THE way.
Every morning God's graces are new--for me, for you, for all who except,
For all who believe. Simply receive.
All is not lost. Terra incognita, but I am known.
He says be still and know. Be still and know.
Even with arms crossed, eyes closed, feeling sad, confused, even angry,
Those who are further down the path and others just testing the waters,
Glancing shyly up to their heavenly father.
For in His light, we see light--we are His delight and we delight in Him too,
For prayer activates peace. Sweet release.
Vulnerable, intimate conversation.
He needs no polish quotation, no preplanned alliteration,
makes no notation of your denomination
Declare celebration. Adoration for the source of our salvation.
Adoni--
Thy kingdom come,Thy will be done.
The way you taught us to pray,
Yesterday, today and forever. Amen.
YOURS is the power and the glory. Mandatory for my story.
In Him,
Angela Scalise
