God, take me by Your hand, I shall follow You dutifully, and not resist too much.
I shall evade none of the tempests life has in store for me, I shall try to face them the best I can.
But now and then grant me a short respite.
I shall never again assume, in my innocence, that any peace that comes my way will be eternal.
I shall accept all the inevitable tumult and struggle.
I delight in warmth and security, but I shall not rebel if I have to suffer cold, should You so decree.
I shall follow wherever Your hand leads me and shall try not to be afraid.
I shall try to spread some of my warmth, of my genuine love for others, wherever I go.
But we shouldn’t boast of our love for others. We cannot be sure that it really exists.
I don’t want to be anything special, I only want to try to be true to that in me which seeks to fulfill its promise.
I sometimes imagine that I long for the seclusion of a nunnery. But I know that I must seek You among people, out in the world.
Oh my – thank you, thank you, thank you.
You’re welcome! Couldn’t help but share it…it’s such a gem 🙂