"Into thy hands, I commit..."

It's Evening, Jesus

We are all in stages

Of taking hold and letting go

Of holding on as long as we can

Of delaying life, delaying death, delaying the inevitable.

But we all must let go

We all must dare.

Was Abraham the first trapeze artist

In the circus of faith?

When you told him to let go

And move to a place you would show him

Was he frightened, Lord?

I pray tonight for all who must let go

I pray for all who, wanting to hold on for security,

Miss the next portion of life you have for them.

I pray for all in transition

For all who have made that leap of faith

I pray that you, God, will make our church body like a net

That catches falling stars and gives a soft bounce to fallen dreamers

And I thank you, Jesus

That you let go of the handcuffs of humanity

That night in the garden

And took the leap into eternity

Where angels caught you

And ushered you in

to the presence of God.