Will you please bless this hurt, O Holy Life? Will you toss some dirt onto this crushed seed and shine grace from your face, so that something new might grow here?
Already you have been so good, so abundant with your blessings … how can I come to you for more? Already you have overwhelmed my life with your goodness.
Yet what else would I do with this wound, if not present it to you and ask you to transform it? Bless me with gratitude and with patience for what may yet bloom.