He made himself nothing.
The snow fell soundlessly all morning. I stood at the window, watching it blanket the meadow. There was something calming about its presence. “You send the snow to quiet me, don’t you?” I asked God,
“Is it working?” He replied, and smiled.
“Yes. It’s in the silence of these moments that I hear what Jesus was really saying to us.
“What do you hear?”
“He wanted us to not just imitate Him, He wanted us to be IN Him, as He is in us,” I answered. “He wanted us to understand that we have to empty ourselves as He did if we want to enter the flow of love. But it’s hard, God. Jesus took love beyond human boundaries. He told us to give, to love, without wanting anything in return. He even wants us to be as merciful as you!”
God chuckled. “He did take love to a new place. But you can enter that place through Him. Keep your heart open. Be of service to others as He served others.”
“I’ll do my best,” I said. “Anything else?”
“Don’t cling to anything. That’s part of the emptying.”
I thought about how I try to hold on to money, my career, my youth, people, things…the list goes on and on.
“Let go,” God whispered and then blew the snow around the meadow, making it swirl and dance as it came to rest.
“Breathe on me as you do the snow. Let your breath be what fills me, instead of my ego,” I prayed, opening my heart as wide as I could