My sister sent this to me. It's from Brennan Manning's book Souvenirs of Solitude.
Jesus, my Brother and Lord I pray as I write these words for the grace to be truly poor before you, to recognize and accept my weaknesses and humaness, to forgo the indecent luxury of self hatred, to celebrate your mercy and trust in your power when I'm at my weakest, to rely on your love no matter what I may do, to seek no escape from my innate poverty, to live peacefully without clarity or assurance, to stop grandastanding and trying to get attention, to do the truth quietly without display, to let the dishonesties in my life fade away, to belong no more to myself, not to desert my past when I give the appearance of staying at it, to cling to my humanity, to accept the limitations and full responsiblity of being a human being - really human and really poor in Christ our Lord.
"The Lord is good to those whose hope is in Him, to the one who seeks Him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord." Lamentations 3:25-26
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In response to your comment. Don't be too amazed. My house is in total disarray. And I only shower about every other day. Ha! Ha! But NO, really I am serious.
Miss you, and we need to get together. Like maybe... you could come to a playgroup.
Love,
Ryanne
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