Dear God, are you the Friend I can trust?
...
let me pause and remember
the holy ground of your presence -
the bush burning with light...
You are here in the ones I ignore;
the shuffling old man on the street,
the hollow-eyed woman unkempt,
the neighbour I pass hurriedly by.
...
I see neither their need nor mine,
it is I who turn silent away.
... No wonder I do not hear your voice
I turn away from your presence.
Psalm 28
(Lost in Wonder, p. 70)
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