Sometimes my heart feels empty
Sacrifice asks more than I can give
Forgiveness seems impossible
As the anger stews within
I can’t God
I can’t God
is my only prayer
The stony heart cannot expand
As I present this cold, barren place to God
The “I” begins to fall away in the embrace of love
And my prayer slowly shifts into a question:
Can’t God?
Of course, I cannot
But God can
And so the stone begins to crack
And compassion seeps out
It begins as a slow trickle
My stubbornness and tiredness
Don’t melt away easily
But slowly, the “can’t” flows away with the “I”
And all that remains is “God”
And that becomes my prayer
God
God
Love, mercy, patience, joy
Flow freely now
Like an abundant river flowing from the source
That knows no end, that knows no “can’t”
For you are Al-Kareem
The generous one
And I open to your stream
And let it flow in me
Will you be publishing any material written by atheists?
Hi Evan. We have a few atheist writers and publish a regular feature called Ask An Atheist. Be sure to check it out!