Making sense

It isn't that we have done something wrong,

not tried hard enough or generally mucked things up.

It isn't that we are stupid, or not holy enough.

It isn't our fault

But sometimes

In this humanity in which we stand

We just

Don't

Understand

We just don't

Have words

Or explanations

But somewhere

In that silence

Between speech and despair

God waits

God is

God grieves

God loves.

Listen.