Sometimes, Beloved,
I grasp too tightly,
I hold too fast,
I cling too desperately
to My Way.
In these times, my prayers
are lists of demands:
I would have it be thus,
and no different.
And always, Beloved,
you know the gentlest ways
to remind me
that it is not My Way
that leads to security,
or happiness,
or love,
or life.
Today, Beloved,
please help me
to let go of fear,
to loosen my grasp,
to soften my holding,
to accept what is,
to enfold myself fully
into Your Way
(which is The Way)
that it be thus,
and no different.
Amen.
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