MY DAILY BREAD
Give us each day our daily bread.
Luke 11:3
My Daily Bread
You meet my needs better than anyone else I know.
My heart is never barren in your hands.
You plant and tend to me like a gentle mother
Or a caring lover.
Giving me space to bloom like never before.
In the whirls of change and transformation
You offer me guidance and reassurance
Like a trusted brother, or a protective Father
Standing up for my honour
And giving me space to speak my truth.
I lay my requests to you in the morning
And when evening arrives I rejoice for
The way you found me in my unfolding,
In my daily comings and goings,
In every moment.
Hanna Glover
