Lord, in the depths of our silence, your name sings.
At the heart of our weaknesses, there is your resurrection that renews life.
In the depths of our discord, there is a gentle breath that makes peace.
In the questions of our lives, it’s not your answer,
It is you yourself, infinitely present, who helps us to answer.
This, Lord, is what we know about you
and today our poor hearts have been filled.
Blessed are you, now and always.