It hangs over my head, an ominous cloud.
It portends a great flood.
I haul out an umbrella of fear,
a great rain slicker of guilt,
the life jacket of despair.
Yet God’s hope for me is not to do,
but to be.
Even if I fail at everything
life will go on,
I will be whole,
God will love me.
So, my list:
• be trusting
• be present
• be grateful
• be kind.
Then, if there’s time and energy,
all that other stuff.
There is no storm cloud.
It’s only fog.
It passes.
I enter the deep, secret peace.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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