Dear God,
I am so afraid to open my clenched fists!
Who will I be when I have nothing left to hold on to?
Who will I be when I stand before you with empty hands?
Please help me to gradually open my hands
And to discover that I am not what I own,
But what you want to give me.
And what you want to give me is love –
Unconditional, everlasting love.
Amen
Henri Nouwen, With Open Hands