Building a Dwelling Place

Building a

Dwelling Place

Oh, My Soul!

May I come to know You

And love You

Even as I clear away debris

And sweep cobwebs

From dark corners and dank inner basements.

Thank you for keeping

Too many creepy crawly things

From frightening me

As I gingerly creep down the inner depths

And open doors long locked and closed ~

As I shine a tiny inner flashlight

On deep, dark, hidden places of my humanity

That need to be thrown out, swept clean,

Given away, or burned to ashes.

Let me do so willingly – even with joy –

Seeing that space as places where new life

And new beginnings can now live.

As I shine that inner flashlight,

May I grow less fearful, less afraid,

Less timid, less filled with shame

At what has lain dormant and hidden,

Drawing dust and mold and darkness to it ~

And instead look forward to the Sacred Task of cleaning ~

Preparing a place where You can dwell

In Peace,

In Comfort,

In Rest,

In Joy!

May it be a Sacred and

Holy Place

Lovingly built for You

That is truly

Home.

~ By Karen Wood