Today’s Prayer to Passage will be from the book “Diary of a Young Girl” by Anne Frank.
Today I pray, “Dear God, When I read the Diary of Anne Frank, I cannot help but think in a mothering way, ‘Why couldn’t I be there to save her?’ This feeling comes about in present moments every day, which speaks a lot to my experience of how nurturing my own mother has always been to me. I want to nurture people all the time. I want to offer kindness. Nothing is broken, yet hope is an available offering. I want to love people. I want to show love for people.”
Following my prayer, I held the closed book in my hands and opened it to this passage:
“Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person’s character lies in their own hands.”
I say what I can say, offer what I can offer, and do what I can do. And I know that in the structure and mechanics of living I am to then free myself and allow life to be as it is to be. Life is a beautiful unfolding in this. Laughter becomes more readily available. Joy is attained in peace. Allowing myself to be free is a profound and compelling love. The sort of love so indulgent that new love is created in an aura that can extend out as far as I allow love to move.