How many times each day
do You come to me, Jesus?
How many quiet prophets,
how many whispered warnings
are sent to catch my attention?
And how many times do I pass by
unaware of Your calm Presence,
unfeeling of Your beckoning gaze?
How often have I shunned Your messengers;
sending them away with clipped words
and cold eyes?
How often have I hurt the agents of Your care;
too busy or self-absorbed to notice
Your invitation in their words?
Forgive me, Lord,
when through neglect, pre-occupation or wrongfulness,
I turn my back on You.
Teach me to see, to listen and to walk with an open heart,
so that I can welcome You,
and answer You,
when, in grace and love,
You call me to follow.