I and Thou: Knock, Knock

Knock, Knock

Crying out to the Lord,
Where are you, Sir?

The Lord of the universe,
Hello, anybody out there?

Crying out again to the Lord,
Why must I suffer this profound loss?

Bowing head in reverence,
Asking to change hearts and minds.

The Lord of the universe,
Where are you, Sir?

Are you listening?
Can you hear me screaming?

Anguish, hallow, pit,
Drip, drip, drip.

Insides swirling and twirling,
Lamenting, questioning – a crisis of faith.

Don’t you care?
Where are you, Sir?

“My child, you are most precious to me,
I am right here, beside you.“

“Go ahead and put your head on my shoulder,
It is okay to cry and be heartbroken.“

And, in all of this deep despair,
A gentle voice whispers, “I love you.”