Summary:
A good friend sent me this prayer this morning:
Dear God,
I am so afraid to open my clench fists!
Who will I be when I have nothing left to hold on to?
Who will I be when I stand before you with empty hands?
Please help me to gradually open my hands and to discover that I am not what I own, but what you want to give me.
And what you want to give me is love – unconditional, everlasting love.
Amen.
- Henri Nouwen