Touch Faith
Leader: Come, all who have hungered.
People: We have tasted absence and seek what fills.
Leader: Come, all who have questioned.
People: We bring our ache as offering.
Leader: Let the body be altar, the breath be prayer, the song be sign.
People: We lift our longing like incense to the rafters.
Here, faith is not distant.
Here, the sacred is skin-close.
Here, we do not kneel to be small — we rise to be known.
All: Amen. Let it be touch. Let it be trembling. Let it be true.