A Prayer

by Christina Crook

“Holy God, maker of the skies above, lowly Christ, born amidst the growing earth, Spirit of Life, wind over the flowing waters, in earth, sea and sky, you are there. When we have not touched, but trampled you in creation, when we have not met but missed you in one another, forgive us. For Jesus’ sake. Amen.”

- From Touchstone, sent to me by my remarkable husband