The words “I Love You” wash over me and through me and in me…and I cannot distinguish which one of us is speaking, God or me…
surrender
October 30
I was clinging to the edge of the great abyss, only through trust. And then I let go.
October 29
Let me become empty, that you may fill me up. Let me become desolate, that my hunger for you may grow.
October 23
…prayer has become silent, listening to the unformed words God speaks through my spirit, and my response is to say yes, giving consent, to love.
October 17
I pray with open hands. Take what you wish. Give what you wish. My wish is your wish.