God of Day and God of Darkness


As the TV’s flickering fades into the background 
    

and the curve of evening extends its long arc, 
        

we can often find our hearts restless.  


Our longings and wonders come as visitors,
     

reminding us of the people we feel more than see or touch.  
        

Some are loud and ruckus, with laughter and wild bursts of tears.  
      

Others are steady, ever-present guides 
          

on whom we lean and in whose memories we often rest.  


In this season of longer nights, pumpkin pie lattes and big family feasts, 
    

we pause with generations before us, 
        

to name the broken spaces that can’t be sugar-coated 
            

and claim the mystery of the connection we cannot see.  


Your love is the sacred thread that connects us as one holy family.  
    

Your love defines us beyond past, present and future.  


And so we pause, with our saints, to remember we are not alone 
    

and they walk with us still.  
        

When the path is a struggle, open our ears to their cheers, 
        

when we feel unsure, open our eyes to their spirit that lights the way


and when we feel lost, open our hearts to your ever-present love guiding us always.