Oh Lord, purify me, make me a chalice in which you dwell, offer your sacrifice in me and spread your love through me. Let me shine like gold, adorn me with the jewels of virtue that I may always be open to you. Fill me. Overflow me. Let me be like that most perfect vessel, the Singular Vessel of Devotion, She to whom I cry for protection against the Evil One. I ask this for your glory, for the vessel is nothing without the sustenance inside, the cup nothing unless it is filled. Oh Lord, purify me.

Give me a word, Abba

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Maturation

I actually desired eggplant today.

I never would have done that 10 years ago.

1 comment:

thisjourneyofmylife said...

LOL!
A few weeks ago I was too sick to do anything and my first feeling was disappointement because I couldn't clean my house. So that's what it feels like to be a grown up ...