Early this morning ...
came to mind the prayers of Charles de Foucauld ...
Father, I abandon myself into your hands.
Do with me whatever you will.
Whatever you may do, I thank you.
I am ready for all, accept all.
Let only your will be done in me, and in all your creatures.
Into your hands I commend my spirit.
I offer it to you with all the love that is in my heart.
For I love you, Lord, and so want to give myself,
to surrender myself into your hands,
without reserve and with boundless confidence,
for you are my Father.
(I hope I didn't miss a word there)
Said this prayer in my heart with much trepidation and deepest joy, as I celebrate grace upon me for the past 31 years.
Abandoning oneself is like a free fall, but when you know what you are abandoning yourself into ... what shall I fear? Whom shall I fear?
If the free fall is abandoning yourself into the guidance of God and His grace, isn't it safer than walking on my feet with my own strength?
... that's by birthday prayer ... Thanks Lord for this prayer.