And when they raised their eyes, they saw no one except Jesus himself alone. – Matthew 17:8

God of the prophets of old,
God of the giver of the law,
we lose you when we look away
from the sun and from the earth.
We look up and there before us
is the beating of our own hearts,
not arrayed in dazzling white,
nor washed in the blood of suffering,
but present as if you never left.
The details of the fine print confuse us.
Translate the love of now for all to see
what their hearts desire standing alone
before them.
Amen.