I AM WILLING

I AM WILLING

I am willing to really feel

how terribly alone and meaningless

 it feels, has always felt

to be separated from God,

to be separated from myself?

I am willing to acknowledge, grieve and heal

The long jagged rend

in the fabric of my wholeness?

I am willing to do, 

to look, to feel, to see 

everything and anything I must, 

to clear the way to admit God?

To open to both shadow and light,

 to welcome all of my selves, 

and become whole again?

I am willing to surrender

my possessions and habits,

beliefs and self-aggrandizing dreams.

And half measures avail me not.

When having God in my life

this moment and the next moment 

And all my moments

is as important as my next breath…

That is when God will stop

these fleeting random visits

and take up permanent residence

in the welcoming warmth 

of my own heart.