God – Page 3 – Generous Wisdom

One of the Mysteries

The
almost but
not yet abounds.

We
grow in
darkness and quiet.

Dig.
Cover with
dirt, water, sun.

Grow.
Unfold. Stretch.
Breathe. Howl. Shine.

Expand
and lengthen.
Abandon yourself

to
the almost
but not yet

The Lord’s joy
beats like hearts,
opens like clouds,
rises like suns,
waits to be found.

Roll away my stone,
its name is doubt.

Roll away my stone,
its name is insecurity.

Roll away my stone,
its name is pride.

Roll away my stone,
its name is fear.

Roll away my stone,
my name is faith.

Roll away my stone,
my name is surety.

Roll away my stone,
my name is humility.

Roll away my stone,
your name is fearless.