I look to you, O God. I open to you, here. In these days of overwhelming loss, even the stones cry out, and the stars weep, and the ancient Hebrew poets pray my prayers for me: you, O Lord, brought me up. So bring us up, O God. Let my prayer reach you in your holy temple shrouded these days in silence. I open to you, here. I look to you, O God. Amen.
For more in-depth study: Psalm 114; Jonah 2:1-10; Matthew 12:38-42
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