Turn Your Palm

3WlC4B5W1Ge4-IWbELvA-BHizhG2nnrI1XxvjZznIYYThis morning on the way to my cardiologist I received a phone call telling me a friend had been diagnosed with cancer. Allow me to share this poem with you tonight because it reminds us all in all circumstances to “Curve around it. Curve around everything. Turn your palm over and become a listening bowl.” God is speaking to bring you comfort and guidance… open your palm and listen to God speaking to your weakness. I offer this poem by Tara Mohr – hold it close and let it warm your heart.

Turn Your Palm

 by Tara Mohr

I invited you in to the mystery with an open hand.

I invited you in to the lap of love.

I walked you down a golden path

and touched your eyelids when you slept.

Then I turned away

and showed you a darker moon.

You live in the land of bothness–

without lost you can’t know found.

You stumbled like a lost, numb one.

You passed on pain,

covered another’s mouth,

raised an elbow against their cheek,

said “No, not that. Not you.”

It begins like that. It doesn’t begin

with an atom bomb or a vicious fight.

It begins with a small silver needle

that sews its way through and

says, I block this.

I do not want to hear that word.

I do not want to see that face.

Instead:

Curve around it. Curve around everything.

Turn your palm over and become a listening bowl.

Yes: this will turn your convictions to dust

and feel like a slicing death.

What is dying is your prison.

Whatever you hear, let your heart

be a golden sieve to it.

-Tara Sophia Mohr

Grace and Peace

Steve

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