I Give It All to You

Lord, I have been through the wringer, and you know it, for you are the wringer, and the cloth that goes through the wringer, and the water and the dirt wrung out of the cloth. You are the all of it: the outrageous mess and the struggle and the striving, the cleaning up, the finding a way forward, the recognizing that all cloth comes from that same bolt of divine oneness, that there is no cloth that we can give up on, including even me.

Thank you for not giving up on me, Lord. Thank you for not letting me give up on me. If I ever give up on me, Lord, thank you for holding on to me just then, until I remember again.

Lord, I don’t know how many more times I can take going through the wringer. Lord, I am about done with this whole muddy mess. Lord, I long to be clean. Lord, let me be clean. Lord, thank you for clean. Lord, thank you for recognizing that there has to be a better way. Lord, Lord, Lord.

Lord, sometimes there is nothing to say but Lord Almighty, Lord Almighty, I give it all to you. Whatever mess I have made, I give it all to you.

You don’t want that mess, either, Lord? Well, show me how to clean up. Show me how to move on.

You mean I know already? I know already how to move forward without fighting? Without struggling? I know already? And all I have to do is give it all to you, and choose my next step, and stay steady, and choose the next one, too, and stay steady, and choose the next one, too.

I give it all to you, Lord. I choose the next step you have already chosen for me, the perfect step, the clear step, the strong step, the I-remember step, the I-am-steady step, the I-can-do-this-sister step, the I-can-do-this-brother step. I choose the divine step, the step the Divine within me has already prepared for me, the bright step, the light step, the fun step, the kind step. I choose the step-right-up step.

And I am climbing. And I am on my way. And I am finding my way back home again.  Amen.