“Take in your hand the staff
with which you struck the Nile, and go.
I will be standing there in front of you
on the rock at Horeb.
Strike the rock, and water will come out of it,
so that the people may drink.”
Moses didn't know what he was doing,
hitting a rock with a stick.
He trusted the Holy Mystery.
He couldn't see the rock had water in it,
the staff had power in it,
his own heart held such faith.
And you, who stand before that rock,
what spring hides within it?
What courage waits in your heart?
What is that staff in your hands?