When I was a young mother, I held my newborn son in my arms and contemplated the desperate prayer of Hannah: "O LORD of hosts, if You will indeed look on the affliction of Your maidservant and remember me, and not forget Your maidservant, but will give Your maidservant a son, then I will give …
Letting go…
I've had this poem in my mind for the last week and finally decided to find and post it on http://ontatteredwings.wordpress.com/2010/11/13/letting-go/. I wrote it back in 1998 when I struggled with the ending of a relationship. Yet the poem fits other instances of surrender going on in my life today. I hope someone else out …
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