before the first drops thump the earth.
There was the smell of waiting for things to happen
thick on the air, heavy on a sigh of prayers.
We were remembering what it is to be present
to each other.
The first time we gave our life over,
read your holy words,
heard your voice in unexpected ways,
felt your touch from within...
There have been times of forgetfulness.
Tears have been stored for another time
when tears will be more convenient.
But you have called us into the storm
where the wind whips through our cavernous
longing for you to meet with us in new ways.
The lightning illuminates the profile of your face,
but there is no wisdom forthcoming, no vision
or dream in the night to explain all things.
Only your hand holding my hand
in such a way, that I know with a grip like yours
I'm going to be held like this forever.
Let us journey into the rain
and feel the old things melt away,
making way for me to know you again.
Listen to Audrey Assad: I Wonder As I Wander/ How Can I Keep From Singing featuring Sarah Kroger