God, you have gotten under my skin.
Literally. Beneath the veins and blood and
in between the bones and joints, there you are.
Unseeable by the x-rays but there. Strong.
There, somehow co-habitating with every old
worry, concern, stressor, memory, and hurt.
There, somehow, with every glimmer of hope,
every wish, longing, truth, and imagining.
Every time I breathe or step or turn or glance,
you are in it. Truly, God, you have gotten
under my skin and, through each crack in this
earthen vessel, you shine. Putting the world
on notice that I am yours, that you are mine, and
that you’ve chosen to dwell here. Yes, here.
What a marvel! Thanks be to God. Amen.