My Journey

The following was written during my retreat with the SRA sisters (Feb 24/08, 11:10 p.m.,Postulant’s cubicle)

Tearfully Yours….

Talking to You about my "lows" brings me to tears
In my "highs", You have the same effect on me–I cry
It’s funny, at times, I call it "crazy"
but nevertheless, I find myself tearfully Yours….

When I’m down, my heart feel squeezed
with tearful eyes I bring it up to You
In seventh heaven, with a heart that can only contain so much,
just as the joy overflows so are the tears…
Sigh…sigh…sigh…You and I talk it out–I find myself tearfully Yours…

Father, I’m Your daughter, You always
lovingly tell me that…
At the end of the day, I’m sought like a precious gem
Sometimes, I hide but You’re 100% sure
I meet Your embrace and I find myself tearfully Yours….