O Center of all, the One who promises presence in our lives. As I seek your presence, may I be refound. Refound, not in the sense that I have been lost and need finding, but refound in the sense that I may be recast. Recast like a cracked bell whose music reaches out and reverberates and echoes in all the earth. I want my music to be your dance and your dance to be with me. Perichoresis, Lord: the dance of the Triune God and his people. Refound me, Center of all, in and by the weightiness of your presence.