My Poetry

April 23, 2012

love.

Not only did You die for me, give me Hope, give the most Blessed Sacrament, the sacraments and innumerable other gifts but You also gave Your Friendship. You are always there to listen to me. I can pour out my heart to You Who are the tenderest of healers, the most valiant protectors and the dearest Companion I will ever know. 
No matter the fears and insecurities swirling, whirling around me, there still can be found peace in the quiet of my heart. You, my Lord, will grant me the strength to fight any temptation but I must denounce my sin and accept Your aide; You will not force it on me, I must every day, every minute, every second, choose You.

My Jesus, You are indescribable. 

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