This was inspired following a time of meditation and prayer:
I come to you stripped of all I am
bare – the only way you recognize me because you named me
I can’t hide anything from you – you know the number of hairs I have
here is where we are intimate
we speak in “our love language”
you whisper how much you love me and your plans for me
wash and present me “clean” to my adversaries
I am yours and you gave your life for me – whom shall I fear?
never knew a love like this . . .
- Bathtub Spirituality: Getting Naked Before God (bodytheologyblog.wordpress.com)