"Lord, Open My Hands...
Open Hands...
They are empty... empty of stuff, for sure.
Open
and Empty...
Empty of what?
Space?
Barren
Empty of Identity?
Expectations?
Desire?
Loneliness?
Lord, Open My Hands
I cannot do this alone!"
"I will open your hands...
Open and Empty
like a bowl...
A Simple Bowl...
Full
of Space
Full of Room
Open your hands...
to Trust,
Space for Hope again!
For Friendship....
...Room to be filled with the joys of life and wholeness...
Room to serve
with joy
Empty To live
with room to live
with Joy
and Love
And Space....
......enough for all!
And that empty space...
...will be my space."
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