We could be satisfied with getting through
the day and chasing our responsibilities,
find momentary happiness in marking our
achievements on a checklist. We could run
alongside life, like trying to keep pace with a
swift river, never bold enough to dive in.
Or we could set our sights on greatness.
Let us find that place within that chafes at
limitations, breaks their bonds, and leaps
beyond them. What gifts are ours, what
passions, longings? What pain persists in
claiming our attention? Where does our
bliss meet the needs of a waiting world?
Take us, lift us, Father-Mother, to that place.