Induct me, Lord, into the fellowship of shining faces,
The kinship of the radiant, kintsugi saints
With your gold gleaming through the fractures of
Their souls. Shine Your bright righteousness on me.
Count me among the meek who gaze so long
And earnestly at Jesus' glorious face
In ink and paper, pixels, glass, and light,
Who speak and listen to Your voice along
The steep and cobbled winding path of life
To such extent, Your Spirit kindles inner flame
Your light, not ours,
Absorbed, reflected back
From unveiled hearts, shines forth to watching world.
But first, we need to see. Open blind eyes.
Transfix us and transform us with Your grace.
In Jesus' name we seek Your face. Amen.