The Priest: A prayer on Sunday night

Posted September 6, 2016 11:25 am by Michel Quoist

The Priest: A prayer on Sunday night

Tonight, Lord, I am alone.Little by little the sounds died away in the church,The people went away,And I came home,Alone.I passed people who were returning from a walk.I went by the cinema that was disgorging its crowd.I skirted the café terraces where tired strollers weretrying to prolong the pleasure of a Sunday holiday.I bumped into youngsters playing football on the footpath,Youngsters, Lord,Other people’s youngsters who will never be my own.Here I am, Lord,Alone,The silence troubles me,The solitude oppresses me.Lord, I am 35 years old,A body made like others,Ready for work,A heart meant for love,But I’ve given you all.It’s true, of

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