I know I haven’t been faithful,
I am easily distracted by earthly clamors.
I am trying to follow Your will and Your way, the Way of Love.
But I am too dense, and sometimes I don’t understand.
Please make Your way clear for me,
and keep it simple. I need You to say
“Hey kid, wrong way, this way!” Thanks.
Your Beloved Child.
My heart is filled with gratitude for having forgiveness in my heart.
I never thought I could let go of that old anger that sat deep inside, but somehow my heart is a little lighter today.
Thank you for loving me, when I still act like a scared little boy, who lashes out a the world because he doesn’t want to be hurt.
Thank you for helping me a little more free today.
I can’t seem to steady my feet
no matter how hard I try.
I’m off balance, and I’ve lost my footing.
The ground beneath is crumbling,
and I fall and fall…
When I am about to give all hope,
You whisper in my ear,
” I gave you wings, now fly.”
In that instance I remember, who I am.
I fly and embrace my true identity.
your gentle touch greeted me into this world
your heart beat comforted me
your voice was familiar in this strange world
you kept me safe
your love enfolded me even before I was born
I did not have the words or concept of mother
but you were my first love
you loved me as God loves
love that just was
love freely given
love freely received
true joy comes
when I get out of the way
and let God use me
I have been seeking you since I was a child.
I sought you in the mountains, Oceans, in cave temples, churches,
bars, dark alleys, halls of universities, in stadiums, and finally
in the seat of my heart.
You, who wove me in my mother’s womb was never far away,
as I was seeking You: You were searching with me.
I felt so abandoned and alone, but there you were…right beside me,
dwelling within me. You were so close that I could not see,
I could not fathom Your love always surrounding; Your love is like
the air I breathe, so I took it for granted.
No longer do I seek you, because I am home.
No longer will I turn from Your ways,
eating the left overs of pigs.
I will be Your humble servant,
I am Yours.
real change is so damn hard,
and yet sometimes it happens so fast.
God, help me help myself by surrendering to you.
Help me be willing to let go of old ideas,
and entrust all of myself to you,
even the rough edges, and dark places
I’m afraid to look.
I know I’m deserving of Your Love,
please help me to embrace and live
into this truth.
Thanks a million.
Your Beloved Child,