Now, now is the moment to surrender
To dive deeply into the endless life given for the world,
ceaselessly
Now, now is the moment of loving all that is alive
All that cries out for redemption
All that weeps for wholeness
Let go then of all that is not made for glory
You were made for exactly this.
All your life has been leading here.
All your suffering come to one
momentous self emptying second.
Take it, the chance.
Be Humbled out of your little self
and staggered by the strong core of freedom awaiting you.
You, who want so much to be different and find the same relentless same-old.
Let go? For what?
For all the little ones,
nameless, hurting in these early hours.
For the dying, the lost, those aching in lovelessness.
Live. Breathe , let God be the beginning, the end, the meaning, your everything.
You are loved, remember that.
You don't need to search to be found.
Already, you know,
you are thrice times held.
Once you drop down you will be taken unravelled into pure sparking true blue.
Dive deeper then,
come undone.
Surrender.
For you know, better believe it,
that God holds on to us with arms soaked through with tenderness.
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Thursday, 26 July 2012
Unless
You will never know love
unless
you surrender to it.
Go on!
Their ears are dull of hearing, and they have shut their eyes, for fear they should see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their heart, and be converted and be healed by me. (Matthew 13: 14-15)
I close my ears, I shut my eyes
but my heart understands what I most need.
Convert me, heal me.
Transform us, heal us.
For the good of all.
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
I give my life
I give my life
again and again and again.
It unfolds before me, the Way.
As if the One I love
opens the corners of an envelope and lets me peek
at the wonder of this becoming.
It's always a shock, the seeing.
I can never quite believe that this is it.
This is all.
And it's too much and it's not enough.
I'm never quite enough for the task, for the vision, for the road
ahead.
But that's just me, that's ego, that's fear.
For God, all is as it should be.
That's all that counts, finally.
again and again and again.
It unfolds before me, the Way.
As if the One I love
opens the corners of an envelope and lets me peek
at the wonder of this becoming.
It's always a shock, the seeing.
I can never quite believe that this is it.
This is all.
And it's too much and it's not enough.
I'm never quite enough for the task, for the vision, for the road
ahead.
But that's just me, that's ego, that's fear.
For God, all is as it should be.
That's all that counts, finally.
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
Retreat echoes 5
Into your hands Lord,
into your hands.
In your strength Lord,
in your strength.
By your love Lord,
by your love.
For your glory Lord,
for your glory.
All for you Lord,
all for you.
into your hands.
In your strength Lord,
in your strength.
By your love Lord,
by your love.
For your glory Lord,
for your glory.
All for you Lord,
all for you.
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