Ek lees graag vandag vir ons ‘n gedig van Julia Ferhenbacher waar sy skryf oor die uitnodiging wat ons elke dag kan opneem. ‘n Uitnodiging om ons plek in hierdie wereld vol te staan en dat liefde op die ou einde dit is wat die wereld mooier en meer betroubaar maak:
Hold Out Your Hand
Let’s forget the world for a while
fall back and back
into the hush and holy
of now
are you listening? This breath
invites you
to write the first word
of your new story
your new story begins with this:
You matter.
You are needed—empty
and naked
willing to say yes
and yes and yes.
Do you see
the sun shines, day after day
whether you have faith
or not
the sparrows continue
to sing their song
even when you forget to sing
yours
stop asking: Am I good enough?
Ask only: Am I showing up with love?
Life is not a straight line
it’s a downpour of gifts, please—
hold out your hand