Dear God, you come to me not in the form of major events, nor as a disembodied voice. You visit me in the guise of other people, indeed you reside within others just as you reside within me. And yet I seek solitude, apartness – and I thus separate myself from you.
Let me, Lord, see my interactions with my fellows as a practice of devotion. Let me eagerly greet them and find your motivating spirit in all they tell me. If harsh words or ill feeling come my way, let me look all the harder for the gift hidden inside.
Lord, let me love.