Wednesday, August 9, 2017

An Amazing Presence . . .

 I am touched to the core
  with a presence I can not explain
  A loving plan enfolds me
  Someone is always believing in me
  calling me forth, calling me on
  I am standing in grace
  filled with mystery
  touched with the eternal
  I cannot get away from goodness
  I think we name you God.
  You surround me like a gentle breeze
  My idols live on in my life
  My inconsistent values stay
  My immaturity walks besides me
  My sin is ever before me
  Your love for me stays the same
  I tremble in the face of such graciousness
  Your reverence for me astounds me
  You breathe out hope
  and I catch on …

  Macrina Wiederkehr
Seasons of Your Heart
  Photo by Doris Klein, CSA

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