Understand this: if the owner of the house
had known in what part of the night the thief was coming,
they would have stayed awake
and would not have let the house be broken into.
—Matthew 24.43
Jesus thief, you come in the dark hours
of my broad daylight nights,
sneak through my shadows,
slip unnoticed into my inner chambers.
Thief Jesus, you rob me of what I cling to,
pilfer my excuses, my mannerly arrangements,
my weary protections and pretensions.
You lift my anxieties, help yourself to my wounds.
You spirit away my shame,
relieve me of my possessions.
Walls breached and stronghold invaded, robbed,
I am at a loss. My world can’t be the same.
Jesus thief, you have stolen my heart.
I am awake, waiting for you to come again.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net