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Posted March 09, 2010:
Poem

by Lolita Jardeleza.

Lord, I am so tired and I hurt.
I fuss and fret and wail. So cross,
I am at a loss
to know what to do.
I need you!

I cling to Your legs
as a child would its father’s,
in total distress.
You lift me with tenderness,
hold me in Your arms,
pat and rub my back,
Your cheek against my hair
as I rest my head on Your shoulder
till I feel better,
rest, and maybe fall asleep.

If distress, hunger, and fatigue
drive me to throw myself
into your tenderness,
Your loving care,
then I thank you, Father,
for suffering and distress.

 

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