I patiently waited, Lord,
for you to hear my prayer.
You listened and pulled me
from a lonely pit
full of mud and mire.
You let me stand on a rock
with my feet firm,
and you gave me a new song,
a song of praise to you.
~ Psalm 40:1-3a
O God, our Composing Creator,
who listens intently amidst the vast symphony
~ of rumbling waves and rolling thunder,
~ of shifting sands and butterfly beats,
~ of elephant trumpets and sparrow chirups,
~ of guileless giggles and adoring angels,
to the melody of my life in all its minor and major keys:
for accompanying me through
the broken beats;
for chanting into the depths of my soul
an alternative refrain to the world’s “sure thing;”
for bringing harmony and rhythm
to the cacophony of demanding, expectant voices within and around me.
Fill in the blank score of this new year
with a new song –
a song of praise to You.
And may Your passion and truth resonate
through the minims and the moments of my days
as I dance in step with You.