Father of the entire cosmos,
whose love is symbolized
by your Son’s arms
outstretched on a cross
to embrace
the very boundaries of the universe,
I adore you.
May your Holy Spirit
pattern in me
a love which strives
to emulate that of Christ’s
whilst recognizing
how limited my endeavours
always are, always have been
and always will be.
Yet even so,
those tortured arms
will be my welcoming
from this existence, limited by time,
into eternity.
And so I give you thanks.
Amen.
