People are fascinating. Whether we talk “belly to belly,” or vis a vis through Skype, over the phone, or via text; the volume of our speech is discernible. How powerful are words? Let God know you.
Dear Holy Father,
You hold the Earth by your water’s edge,
Your Dwelling, Almighty, a Shield, a Flame; it’s Glory.
Your Forgiveness is not a Heart that Beats.
Your Faith not a Sparrow whose Branch did Break.
Is Holiness a principle?
Is Sin Just Angst?
When I ask is It Given?
When I take is it Real?
I Cling to You, O Lord My God, You are Holy.
You are Peace and Comfort and Genuine and all not of What I See and Feel,
What must it be like to forgive?