I wonder if Jesus had something like this in mind when he spoke about the narrow gate that leads to life . . .

Just me?
Is that all you really wanted?
Not my doctrines, ideas, or words?
Not all of the amazing things
I could or should be doing?
Just me?

You don’t need me to succeed?
To be stunning or fascinating?
Miraculous or right?
Just me?

Life.
Real, wide-awake life
is waiting for me
to lay down the trappings,
to release
all that my hands
are so tightly grasping,
so I can slip though
this narrow gate
that will only fit
just me.

 

© J.L. Sanborn 2014

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