When All My Ways of Finding God Failed: A Poem

My son was angry about getting family photos taken. This probably isn't far off from the way I looked on my own rage-filled day when I finally admitted all my ways of prayer had stopped "working."

A poem written in 2013 about what led me to meditation & other contemplative practices years ago.  

All my old ways of
finding God kept failing

And one rage-filled
day I stopped trying

Sat down wondering
if I was worth finding

Let go of seeking
and began trusting

And breathing.

Many are the ways
seeming right to a man
I started recalling

My ways kept putting
me in charge of
the finding

who the Psalmist
found futile escaping. 

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