Grace and Peace to you.
John the Baptist said, “Bear fruit worthy of repentance.
Even now the ax is lying at the root of the trees;
every tree that does not bear good fruit
is cut down and thrown into the fire.”
—Matthew 3.8, 10
Beloved, take your ax
to the trees in my orchard that bear no fruit,
to the limbs that are not loving,
to the roots of the fears and desires,
the attachments and expectations
that get in the way of your perfect love in me.
Take your ax to the Way I Wish Things Were.
Come at the habits by which I grasp at control,
exercise power, protect my security.
Dig them out. Cut them down. Chop them up.
Throw them into the fire of your grace.
Let me bear the fruit of love, even in winter,
flowering within me.
As the Virgin Mother waits, ripe with Christ,
may I blossom with you.
Copyright © Steve Garnaas-Holmes