Father, I just want to be with you. I’m tired of words. I want the clutter of thoughts in my mind to stop for awhile so that I can just pray, just exist with you. No asking for anything. No talking about things. No conversation. Just being.
I love you Father. I just want to love you. No strings attached.
Why do you love Me?
I don’t know. I just do.
Why do you love your wife?
There are no reasons Lord. I just do.
Why do you love anyone?
I don’t know. I just do. It’s something that is a part of me.
A part of you?
It is part of my essence, part of my being.
A part of your being…only a part?
Is love not a part of my being?
Is it my whole being?
Is this what Merton means that I am love. I am like you, made in your image? My true self is you?
You are like a drop of water in the ocean. Same but different. Two but one; one but two.
I love you Father.
I love you.