In the sweltering days of waiting
through the growing discomfort—
the pressure of such a crowding fullness,
the awkward imbalance,
through the fatigue and the frustrations,
I pray grace
in the anticipation
in the excitement of awaiting
a new and transformative reality—
the family and the future
taking specific shape
that is commitment
to a future together.
I pray grace.
Within the extensive hoping
and the scarce to be acknowledged fears
swimming usually so far below the surface,
but frightfully cresting, now and then,
I pray the assurance
of God’s will
for wholeness and health and peace,
for community and for abundant living.
I pray the assurance of God’s presence with us
and of God’s work in, through, and beyond
those who love in the world.
I pray assurance.
And I do pray love—so much love—
that ever-growing, crowding fullness of love
out of which we’re born,
through and into which we live
and move and have our being,
in Jesus’ name,