]I want so desperately to welcome you with open arms and a joyful heart. I want to approach you with the excitement and anticipation that you deserve. But I can’t.
My heart is too heavy. My woes too deep. My faith too small.
This year I limp towards you broken and bleeding, unsure that any deed I do will be acceptable. I am a failure in need of your mercy. I am a beggar in need of your grace.
I come seeking healing, forgiveness, and renewal. I come exhausted, defeated, and desperate. I come humiliated and broken.
Welcome, welcome, Ramadan. I am in desperate need of you.
This year I seek clarity where there is confusion. I seek hope where there is despair. This year has been a trial in ways I couldn’t have imagined and I was unprepared. I am a mess. I am embarrassed by how weak I truly am. I am a failure, clinging to the hope of a second chance.
Welcome, welcome, Ramadan.