Adaptation to Touch

Close your eyes.

Hold your hand out.

You know I just put something in your hand. Resting safely in your palm.

Keep your eyes closed.

Time will pass.

And you will forget.

You will not feel the sensation of the object on your skin. You'll become adjusted to the weight. To the texture. To the temperature.

Now I take that object away.

But you don't notice.

It, whatever "it" is, has been there so long, your body doesn't notice its absence.

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May you not adapt to His touch.

May you find yourself ever aware of the way He shows Himself to us....

the way our Father sings, smells, dances, whispers, bellows....

And if perhaps, one day He pulls away for a moment, I pray you would be acutely aware of His leaving.

Call His name.

He will return.

Too large to fit in your palm.

So light He is carried on the wind.

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