MY DAILY BREAD

 

Give us each day our daily bread.

Luke 11:3

 
 

My Daily Bread

 

You meet my needs better than anyone else I know.

My heart is never barren in your hands.

You plant and tend to me like a gentle mother

Or a caring lover.

Giving me space to bloom like never before.

In the whirls of change and transformation

You offer me guidance and reassurance

Like a trusted brother, or a protective Father

Standing up for my honour

And giving me space to speak my truth.

I lay my requests to you in the morning

And when evening arrives I rejoice for

The way you found me in my unfolding,

In my daily comings and goings,

In every moment.

 
 
 

Hanna Glover