You desire truth in the inward being; therefore teach me wisdom in my secret heart. —Psalm 51.6
Not just in my heart but in the secret space it holds.
In the heart of my heart. In the place where I am myself. In the space that I protect the most and share the least.
In the hidden chamber that I sometimes close off even from myself.
In the realm where you wait and watch, where you see each thing that lies in shadow, where you know the names of all that makes its home in me.
Here in my secret heart; here teach me to move with your wisdom, to open the doors that will draw me deeper still, to live in the truth that you desire; here let me open the windows wide so that those who pass by will see you looking out.
Jan Richardson, The Painted Prayerbook