November 21, 2008

My Journey to God

Intimacy (A Prayer)

You, O Lord, my God
Sear me with eyes of truth, eyes of love.

Dare I touch the hem of that intimacy
Or
Break the seal on the alabaster jar?

Self-inflicted wounds of
Disobedience, worldly wants and denial
Wait for debridement.
Wait for the soothing salve of the Holy Spirit.
Wait to be converted into the real me.
The facade burned away by the gift of
The loving flame of God.

My soul,
Enduring the refined elegant touch,
At last free to delight in the heat of the eternal.
My heart, my inner self,
Joyous with an everlasting love.

A turn from calamity to clarity.
A oneness of spirit and soul.
A need to become united with the essence of God
Living within everyone.
A willingness to extend my hand, regardless
Of the consequences.
A yearning to surrender to your will
O Lord, my God.

By Trudy Bledsoe, O.C.D.S.

(Trudy Bledsoe is a member of St. Christopher Parish in Indianapolis and the secular order of Discalced Carmelites.) †

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