from the pages of Patrick's
Personal Spiritual Journal
(un-retouched)
Down here while we all scrape to find the faith to ask for daily bread.
We grope in the darkness, doubly blind. Blind from birth wondering without light. The more we try to open our eyes The more we just make our eyes ache Seeking even just a shadow to prove the sun We’d embrace any evidence Why so obscure? Why does God hide? What sort of God drapes himself in darkness and confusion? Let me see one ray, a flicker or a shadow I want to know you are with me
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Rev. RieckePatrick is Routine Revelation. These are entries from his personal spiritual journal. Most entries were written several years before they were published. For more on Rev. Riecke, click here. Archives
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