Our Muted God

God, silent, distant;

not really, God is within,

always with us.
 

We are never lifted to God;

He joins us in our peril,

In our suffering here on earth.

We cannot hear Him.

He is silent to us -

unless . . . unless -

our souls are open,

our hearts are clean,

awaiting God’s perfect Love.

We listen, heeding, praying.

For Jesus healed by faith

He shares his faith, and

we listen, love, hope, pray.

Hear God as a little child;

have the faith of Abraham,

ready to sacrifice all.

And God is no longer muted.

© Russell Kendall Carter