Empty Hands

Dear God, 

I am so afraid to open my clenched fists! 

Who will I be when I have nothing left to hold on to?

Who will I be when I stand before you with empty hands?

Please help me to gradually open my hands 

and to discover that I am not what I own,

but what you want to give me.

And what you want to give me is love, 

unconditional, everlasting love.

Amen.

-Henri Nouwen