“Dear God,
I am so afraid to open my clenched fists!
Who will I be when I have nothing left to hold on to?
Who will I be when I stand before you with empty hands?
Please help me to gradually open my hands
and to discover that I am not what I own,
but what you want to give me.
And what you want to give me is love,
unconditional, everlasting love.
Amen."
– Henri Nouwen
This prayer speaks straight to me. I'm afraid. I'm still holding on, unsure if I want to let go or what my life would look like if I did. I don't know where to start. I keep inching closer and closer to the edge and when I get there and look down, I run back. How many times am I going to do this before I just jump?
No comments:
Post a Comment