When I live with open hands...
I cannot cling to people seeking comfort.
I cannot pick up things that are not mine to carry.
I cannot hit and fight and argue.
I cannot struggle for control.
I cannot hide.
When I live with open hands...
I can receive what God has for me.
I can love and be loved.
I can live without fear.
I can be authentic and vulnerable.
I can live in freedom.
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