Belief

The text of this litany, by Ann Thorp, was in a church bulletin I read recently, and I thought I’d pass it along.  It spoke to me, and perhaps will to you.  Blessings, Melody

Belief

I have to believe

That you still exist

     Somewhere,

That you still watch me

     Sometimes,

That you still love me

   Somehow.

I have to believe

That life has meaning

     Somehow,

That I am still useful here

     Sometimes,

That I make small differences

     Somewhere.

I have to believe

That I need to stay here

     For some time,

That all this teaches me

     Something,

So that I can meet you again

     Somewhere.