No More Striving

No more striving.

No more work.

Strong words,

Commands actually.

The words reverberate in my mind

Over and over,

Like a mantra.

A Divine mantra.

A Holy reminder to let God work in my core self,

Unhindered by my meddling.

This work of transforming

Is a Holy work

I just get in the way

When I attempt to manufacture myself into my idea of holiness.

Laughable attempts which are caricatures of real saints

Become HIS child. Carl Heinrich Bloch1834 – 1890

Better just to sit back

and watch

and wait

in wonder,

As the Holy Spirit works,

Creating in secret

In the silence

In the dark night of my spirit

A simple yes, like Mary’s

And God forms Jesus within

 

our children 

The Joy of Mothering
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