We are not worthy to be so close to him, to enter his heart. Let us find out what part of his body is wounded by our sins. Let us not go alone but put our hands in his. Our father loves us. He has given us a name. We belong to him with all our misery, our sin, our weakness. We are his. Our life reflects how we are rooted in him. The only thing we can claim to be able to do is die and belong to him. |