How easily, it seems, we limit our own growth
in becoming like Jesus
in becoming love.
We are gripped with fear.
What if we are wrong?
What if I am judged?
by others?
by God?
We cling with trembling hands
to the assurances of others,
but tight fists
leave no space for the blessing of doubt,
nor the humility of uncertainty.
There is no space to give or receive love.
Loosen your grip on your certainty
if only just a bit.
For it is only open hands
that God is able to fill.