Your Fingers Can Hold Me There

My God, I wish to give you the gift you so much desire; 
I wish to commit myself to you once and for all,
so there shall be no taking back.
I cannot commit myself into your hands, O God, 
I cannot do it;
but yet I can commit myself into your hands;
for though I cannot keep myself there,
your fingers can hold me there, 
your strong, gentle fingers 
always giving way and never letting go;
your wise subtle fingers, 
wrestling so gently against my puny rebellions,
that I tire myself trying to climb out of your hands,
and come to rest at last in those wounded palms.

(a prayer of Austin Farrar; photo by HeteroSapiens via pixabay.com)

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