From Seasons of Your Heart (pg. 63) Copyright: Macrina Wiederkehr
“I am touched to the core
With a presence I cannot 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 beside 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… “
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This is one of my favorite Macrina poems. I especially love the line "someone is always believing in me". I think that I will meditate right now on all of the people who believe in me. I know a lot of people that believe in YOU as well. Don't you? : ) Love....
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