Open Invitation

I wonder what You 

look like as You listen;

I can never envision 

a face; I just feel 

a nudging presence, 

a calmness,

an open invitation 

to speak or just listen. 

In the dark night

watches, those 3am 

awakenings, I often

imagine the sky 

and ache to fall past 

that expanse of deep

blue into the vast 

well of black space, 

arrive in Your waiting 

arms, far, far beyond;

but then just when 

my need begins 

to peak, You are near, 

here with me, present, 

and I know I still 

have work to do —

there is Good News,

the lyrics of Jesus,

a waiting world, 

Your songs to sing;

oh, Merciful Father,

enable me.

—C.L. Fisher, September 2020

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