The Voice   

What is the voice I hear
that calls
beckons me:
to a place beyond where I am;
that would have me trade security for uncertainty;
inviting me to a self not yet realized?

What is the voice I hear
that calls
beckons me:
to trust what I do not yet know,
to seek what I cannot see,
to yearn for a wholeness I do not yet have?

What is the voice I hear
that  calls
beckons me:
to love more than I have loved,
to live more than I have lived,
to be more than I am?   

What is the voice I hear
that calls
beckons me:
that promises if I heed its call
tomorrow I will be different than today,
on a journey of becoming that never ends?

What s the voice I hear
that calls
beckons me?
Could it be the same voice that the ancients heard,
Abraham, Sarah, Moses, Paul, the disciples. . .
calling them beyond into a holy and sacred purpose?

What  is the voice I hear
that calls
beckons me?

I pray I will never stop hearing the voice as long as I can draw breath.
If I become deaf to the voice that beckons,
it will mean I have spiritually, intellectually and emotionally died.

So I pray the voice will never stop beckoning, and I will have the courage to heed its call.

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