O Love, when I cry out in silence,
you are the One Who Hears.
Between the rock and the hard place,
you give me room.
I have carried the stone of shame too far,
as if opinions could give me life,
as if human judgment is not a lie.
But you, Beloved, hold me close,
and know who I truly am.
When I am disturbed I am still yours.
I soak in this grace, silent,
letting it seep into me.
I surrender everything to your love.
Help me to trust this with my life.
I ignore the cynics who don’t see
your blessing in everything,
your face beaming at me.
You are a gushing spring of joy in me,
my jackpot, my victory dance.
In your peace I can stop. I let go.
I lie down.
In your peace I can sleep.
I am safe. I am yours.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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