I yearn for you,
will you meet me
in my yearning?
Will you hold me,
comfort me,
in the depths of your love,
where my desire for
lesser comforts dies away…
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How I long for them to die,
yet so often they hold me,
“Just a morsel, just one sip, one more…”
The voices are soft and enticing…
“it can’t hurt, it won’t matter..
you can start again tomorrow…”
” tomorrow, tomorrow…”
But tomorrow never comes. ..
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So pushing last the clamour,
I cling to my deepest desire. …
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O Spirit,
O Christ,
O Mother and Father of all…
meet me in my desire I pray…
meet me in my yearning,
set me free….
even from myself….
Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Matthew 11: 29-30)
Eternal footsteps 