God...
I feel so lost.
And it is the most devastating feeling
To be lost.
From You.
From me.
From everybody and everything.
Thankfully You knew we would all come to this moment...
So you gave us the gift of Lost Stories....
The shepherd leaves the 99 to find the one lost sheep.
The woman cleans her entire house looking for the lost coin.
The father throws a party when the lost son is finally returned to his seat at the family table.
I am lost
But not to You.
I’m lost to me,
Lost to the self that doesn’t work anymore.
May I see my lost-ness
not as sign of being forgotten,
But a necessary preamble
to the celebration
of my belonging.
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Image and word prayer from a forthcoming book.
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This is absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing your gifts with us!