It’s a familiar call, Jesus
a whisper almost unheard
but persistent and unfailing
“Come,” it says.
“Come to me, and I will give you rest.”
We long for what you offer, Jesus;
we yearn for the still calm of wholeness
And yet we fear…
What if we are disappointed?
What if we never find what we so desperately desire?
But the call remains – “Come to me…”
And so, in relief that our doubts do not silence your invitation;
in faith that all who answer are filled
– even though your gift may surprise us
may be other than we expected;
in honest admission of our reticence and uncertainty