It’s over. Tonight we graduate. I have two more weeks in Montreal to roam the streets and then I’m on the road, trucking home. This past week we’ve been debriefing our time here, asking ourselves what we’ve soaked in from this city. We were asked to write a prayer for Montreal and share it with the group. I’ve decided to share it with you as well.

A PRAYER FOR MONTREAL

Montreal is like the shy girl in school who is suspicious of why you are smiling at her. But how could you not? Every time you look deeper, you find something about her that makes you love her more. She won’t show herself too quickly though. She knows about the rumors. She knows what they say about her. “She’s a tease, with a strip club on every corner. She’s just following the trends.” She’ll only let you in if you gain her trust, and that takes time.

She never let me in fully. but I’m not going home empty-handed. I learned to love her despite rejection. And despite her cold shoulder, I haven’t given up just yet. I still have something to tell her; that I love her, and her father does, too. They were separated at birth, it seems. And she rebelled against the thought of him as a teenager. But he’s found her, and he wants her back. “Come back to me,” he says. We both know why she’s so hesitant. But we also know he’s the best thing for her. If only she’ll trust and see.

Help her to trust, Lord. Help her to see.

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