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Let everything that is me be

Emptied out to become

Nothing

That is not You.

Brian Hick Lent 2015

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Lenten Psalm 12 3 12

The sea mist over Galley Hill greys out

The western cliffs,

But on the beach, east of the pier,

Sun calms the tidal drifts

Where scarce a ripple turns the edge

And gulls, far from the shore,

Call lazily above the waves

And do not ask for more.

I sit and know that you are here

In everything I see,

In every pebble on this beach,

For all are here for me - 

Not because I am special

Or subject of this scene

But because I'm part of it

As you have always been;

And here, this quiet morning,

Delighting in the peace

Which I know you alone can bring

To us, help me to cease

The strife that separates us,

Pour on us from above,

Like this sunlight which warms our hearts,

Your never-ending Love.

Brian Hick 12th March 2012

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