Only in Love

Reading one of Tracy's posts reminded me of a prayer I LOVED when I was in college. It is wonderful to take it out and pray it again!

God of My Life

Only in love can I find you, my God.
In love the gates of my soul spring open,
allowing me to breathe a new air of freedom
and forget my own petty self
In love my whole being streams forth
out of the rigid confines of narrowness and anxious self-assertion,
which makes me a prisoner of my own poverty and emptiness.
In love all the powers of my soul flow out toward you,
wanting never more to return,
but to lose themselves completely in you,
since by your love you are the inmost center of my heart,
closer to me than I am to myself.

But when I love you,
when I manage to break out of the narrow circle of self
and leave behind the restless agony of unanswered questions,
when my blinded eyes no longer look merely from afar
and from the outside upon your unapproachable brightness,
and much more when you yourself, O Incomprehensible One,
have become through love then inmost center of my life,
then I can bury myself entirely in you, O mysterious God,
and with myself all my questions.

Karl Rahner, SJ (from Hearts on Fire - compilation of prayers)

Comments

Tracy said…
Oh Kim, that is an amazing Prayer!! I can see why you like it so much, I'm printing it out so I can share it with my hubby:) Thank you!!
February 10, 2009 at 5:51 PM
A Bit of the Blarney said…
Beautiful! Thank you for your visit. You are always welcome.
February 11, 2009 at 6:03 AM
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