Oh Lord if I can die to you in the little things,
I can then die when it counts.

When it matters if I let go,
or hold on.

When all that matters
loses its meaning,

in the bigger gain.

Oh Lord, if I can practice letting go today,
then tomorrow I will with ease,

cross over,
feel the curtain brush against me.

Although I will have stepped from my
skin,

discarded as a set of clothes.

Nothing to hamper my rise
into the heavens.

Nothing to keep me weighted
to the ground.

If I can die to you right now
then I can die to you,

when it’s time.

Oh Lord, if I can learn to live in the little things
then I can live when it counts.

When it matters how I let go,
so that I leave nothing behind.

When all that matters
will be that I have learned to live,

by dying to the finite things

to exchange them for the infinite.

Ana Lisa de Jong
November 2017

Image: Monica Galentino, Unsplash

‘Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die.’
John 11:25