"Sometimes, O God,
my thirst for you is pushed aside,
ignored,
or simply quenched by something other--
something reasonable,
something more popular--
than you.
But you never go away,
never stop,
never leave the depths of me.
Like an underground spring,
you are fresh and free,
breaking through.
Help me prepare a place for you
in the caverns of my soul.
Amen."
--Pamela Hawkins
"The Awkward Season: Prayers for Lent"
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