Fear not.
For one day, prayer will leap joyously again from your lips.
The words, of course.
And too, the sway.
And the mystery
And the silence speckled with hope dust rising through the air.
In the meantime, know that
the beginning
and even redemption
were only made possible by the time in between.
Time like the days you spend now.
For without the interim creation days, olam hazeh and olam haba would have never come to be.Â
Yes. The unfinished is holy.
And the absent. And the moving.
These are the primary experiences of being human.
And the primary building blocks of heaven and earth.
