[author unknown]
God of eternity, maker
of time,
you ask of me a moment,
a pause, a glance.
Yet, I dare not stop to
be with you when
I am needed at the
front. I must respond
to a frantic world; I
have so much to do.
God of silence, bringer
of peace,
you ask of me a moment,
a stillness, a calm.
But my mind is racing
and my heart beats fast
as I tend to the noises
that demand my all.
God of the Sabbath,
fount of repose,
you ask of me a moment,
a respite, a sigh.
Time is of the essence;
the day is always
filled. Perhaps when
all the work is done
I may take to rest,
perchance to pray.
God of love, tender of
souls,
you wait for me until I
come.
May I pause for you,
take a moment for you.
That’s all you ask of
me.
Submitted by Sr. Joan Gripshover, OSB