March 5, 2007
When my heart weeps, I call out your name. When the child within me is terrified, I pray. When the darkness takes over the day, I seek your face. When I must share my gifts, and lose my life, I gladly do it. For my life is not mine Father God, I give it again to you. When I want to scream about the unfairness of my life, this I give to you, too. I ask you to take my fear, to bolster my faith. I know that only love exists, and love is divine, and love is you. But, it hurts. And I remind myself. I chose to accept these burdens. I renew that choice. Thy will be done. Take my life. Give me the pain of others. I accept it with a trusting and willing heart. I love you, God. I do.