I sit in the front pew A group behind me prays They have a protocol they follow I respect this and while they pray I sit alone and write meditations I ask God’s blessings on them, Our priest and myself I have many irons in the forge and Know that if this is a dance I must waltz with Him Without His hand I am nothing He works through me and This association overwhelms me He is my brother, shepherd and creator So awesome! I remain humble with hope Stanski