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.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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