To a dear one about whom I have been concerned.
I behold the Christ in you.
I place you lovingly in the care of God.
I release you from my anxiety and concern.
I let go of my possessive hold on you.
I am willing to free you to follow the dictates of the indwelling Spirit.
I am willing to free you to live your life according to your best light and understanding.
Husband, wife, [significant other, father, mother, sister, brother,] child, friend,
I no longer try to force my ideas on you, my ways on you.
I lift my thoughts above you, above the personal level.
I see you as God sees you,
a spiritual being,
created in God’s image,
endowed with qualities and abilities that make you needed and important not only to me,
but to God and God’s larger perspective.
I do not bind you.
I no longer believe that you do not have the understanding you need in order to meet life.
I bless you,
I have faith in you,
I behold Jesus in you.
-author unknown
There's been a shitload of love and light in my life this week. A lot of wisdom bestowed and a lot of support.
Thank you, Suzanne.
Thank you, Roger.
Thank you, Darrell.
Thank you, Rebecca.
Thank you, Trudy.
Thank you, Shannon.
Thank you, Julie.
Thank you, Ross.
Thank you, Diane.
Thank you, John.
Thank you, Mom.
Thank you, Bob.
Thank you, Sara.
Thank you, Sarah.
Thank you, Sue.
Thank you, Jordan.
Thank you, R.
Thank you, Denise.
Thank you, Rachel.
Thank you, Julia.
Thank you, Marletta.
Thank you, friends.
Thank you praying community.
I received a bouquet of flowers this week - the most precious, unexpected, sweet gift.
Be careful not to hide the cracks, that's how the light gets in.
Thank you, Leonard.
Love to you all.
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3 years ago
for so many reasons, i'm deeply moved by this prayer. thanks em.
ReplyDeletei deeply value your authenticity dear girl, even when it shows the cracks we'd rather hide.
and thank YOU sister...love you
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ReplyDeleteMmmmmm...Too late to catch up, so I was just sifting through your latest. LOVING the way you put words to the real: to the difficult, to the sweet, to the cracks, to the light, to the Holy amidst the mundane. Love, too, seeing that list of names. So much to thank you for, too, Em: years of truth and suppor and F-bombs (and L-bombs!) and laughter. Mmmmmm...
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