Lent 3

May I be disappointed for a moment, Silent God? Would you mind terribly if I sit with this hurt? (I’ll try not to wallow.) I need to say that you’ve felt distant. And probably that’s my fault, but for now maybe you could be gracious on that point… My spirit is lonely for you, despite the fullness of life. I’ve gone out looking for you; I’ve tried to welcome you in; but you must be too busy. I’m sorry. Can we try again tomorrow?