Lord,
I don’t know what you want me to do, but I see people in pain- so I will tend their wounds while I wait for you.
I don’t know what you want me to say, but I hear people grieving- so I will listen to their stories while I wait for you.
I don’t know how you’d like me to react, but I see injustice and unrighteous- so I will sweat and bleed to make things right while I wait for you.
I don’t know how you’d like me to see, but I perceive spaces of unwelcome and violence- so I will speak and act against them while I wait for you.
I don’t know how you’d like me to pray, but I cannot remain silent to your face- so I will pour out all my grief and pain and anger while I wait for you.
Amen.
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