Lead me to Your arms.
Wash me in Your light.
Fill me with Your quietness.
Show me the irrelevancy of shadows--
of discontents and desires,
of resentments and idle thoughts--
of everything I think I made of myself
apart from You.
Hold
me and talk to me
until I see myself as You have seen me always,
until I know myself as You have known me forever,
until I find myself where I have never left,
bathed in Your joy, secure in Your love,
at home, at rest, at one with You.
Love,
Hugh Prather
"Spiritual Notes to Myself"
