Surrender

Surrender

11/26/15 | by Shareen [mail] | Categories: downtown girls

Sometimes, when I turn out the lights, at the end of the day, I know immediately my smallness and my one-ness.
I see my self in my bed, in this vast room, in this great city, in this state and country and universe and know the silence and simplicity of this pin pointed and singular life.
I rarely, but do sometimes, think on how it is that I should be alone. I think, in all this world would it be so difficult for God to find me another, to here, or there, make me one of two.
Because I know I am loved, and because I know that the divine is not separated from my soul, I wonder then what it is this classroom in which I am sitting. The faithful, and I am one, know that there is no bad luck, nor is there punishment, or limitation. We know that there is only love. Perhaps then I am only living on the edge of God’s witness and patience.
Is it all just there, beyond our reach, our fathoming, requiring only that we step in? Is He standing by, arms crossed, broad warm smile, staring hard at us adoringly and wondering at our timidity?
Does He sit back with knowingness that it matters not that our understanding be today, or tomorrow? Does He know already that we will eventually fall gently forward into his palm, distracted at being fed, allowing His hand finally its fullness upon our grateful backs.

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