The Deeper Meaning Behind What God Called Me to Give Up for Lent
Eucharistic Poem: Open Your Hands
Photo By: Flickr/Catholic Diocese of Saginaw
Open your hands.
Dirty as they may be. Leave your stains, sins and brokenness at the altar.
Open your hands.
Worn thin from labor and toil. Come to Me all who are burdened and need rest.
Open your hands.
Trembling fingers. You who fear and are anxious with the cares of the world.
Open your hands.
Small and innocent like a child. Let the children come to Me.
Open your hands.
Frail from aging and illness. Come for healing and restoration.
Open your hands.
The lost and forsaken. I’ll take your hand and guide you along the straight and narrow path.
Open your hands.
Take and receive Jesus.
The source of our salvation.
The source of our rest.
The source of our peace.
The source of our restoration.
The source of our healing.
The source of our life’s direction.
By His Body and Blood, He is in us, for us, with us, among us.
So open your hands.
About the Author
Katie Zalany lives in Cleveland Ohio. She is a Third Order Secular Franciscan (OFS), spiritual director, benefits/wellness leader, and certified health and life coach. She volunteers with St. Vincent de Paul Society serving the poor, is an active mentor to many individuals, and a prolific writer. Her writing interests and focus areas include spiritual development, reflections on the Gospel life, Franciscian spirituality, prayer, and integration of faith and work/daily living. She is the published author of Called to Corporate: Lessons of Growing in Faith and Holiness from the Corporate Cubicle.
