I have started to die as a way of living more fully.
I come naked and open to…welcoming the God I know and the God I do not know
But sometimes I get so tired and then I rest in God. I rest in God’s embrace giving care to me.
If I run and stop quickly so as to surprise you, God, will you bump into me by accident?
Let me become empty, that you may fill me up. Let me become desolate, that my hunger for you may grow.