Lord,
We confess that we often imagine faith
as standing on solid ground,
but you meet us where the ground itself moves.
You know the winds that push us sideways,
the waves that unsettle our footing,
the moments when nothing stays still long enough
to be trusted.
We are not afraid of depth as much as we are afraid
of losing balance,
of being knocked over,
of not being able to remain upright
when forces press...