The younger son said,“Give me my share of the property…”
The older son said, “You never gave me so much as a goat…”
—Luke 15.12, 29
Gracious One, I imagine your sadness
that we only pray for the stuff we want—
not for you, for your closeness —for your sake.
“Please fix this disease.
Thanks for the sunset.
Protect my child.”
There is so much I want,
so much I worry about.
I lay them all down.
I just want you. No stuff.
Let me be near to you.
Beloved, hold me close.
Not for me, but for you, for love of you,
may I always, most generously,
extravagantly, give myself to you.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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