I know, Lord, that I think about many things which keep my mind from you, look at many things which do no lend me to you, and do many things which do not bring me closer to you. I know that on the surface I am restless and distracted. But I also know that the center of my being cries out to you, even though this cry has not yet permeated all my senses.
Accept, O Lord, my love, even when my ears and eyes, my lips and hands are not fully disciplined yet in the service of love. Accept my love as a desire to love you more every day. Amen.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
My love as a desire
One of Henri Nouwen's prayers, on p. 203 of 'The Only Necessary Thing':