You Dwell Here

A Cry to God from the Silence of the Heart

Lord, You are here.

Not near. Not approaching.

Here.

You have placed Your Spirit within me, and I live as though the house were empty.

I move about distracted, anxious, divided, while You remain in silence at the center.

You search the depths of God, and You search my depths.

Nothing is hidden from You.

Nothing is beyond Your reach.

Yet I give my heart to lesser things.

Why do I run after what passes

when You abide

Why do I fear loss

when You are life

Why do I spend my days guarding dust

when You have made me Your dwelling

I confess my forgetfulness.

I confess my love of noise.

I confess my refusal to remain still before You.

Make me simple again.

Drive out what does not belong.

Burn away the clutter of my thoughts.

Let the temple be empty of all but You.

I place myself into Your hands.

Do with me what You will.

Let every turning of my life turn me toward You.

Let every wound become an opening.

Let every moment teach me to remember.

I do not ask for consolation.

I ask for truth.

I do not ask for understanding.

I ask for fire.

Remain, Lord.

Remain until nothing in me resists You.