J.M.J.

CONSOLATION

LORD, WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR ME

TO ACCEPT WHAT I CANNOT SEE?

THERE ARE TIMES WHEN I AM WEAK;

I LISTEN, BUT DO NOT HEAR YOU SPEAK.

SOMETIMES I THINK I PRAY TOO MUCH,

THEN GUILT BECOMES MY ONLY CRUTCH.

I WISH I REALLY KNEW FOR SURE

THE TRIALS I FACE THAT I’LL ENDURE.

I AM NOT WORTHY TO COMPLAIN;

COMPARED TO YOURS I HAVE NO PAIN.

THOSE WHO TEMPT I WILL RESIST;

I’LL ASK YOUR MOTHER TO ASSIST.

I KNOW, MY LORD, THAT THIS WILL PASS;

YOU LIVE AND DIE EACH DAY AT MASS.

I WILL ACCEPT MY SIMPLE TASK,

AND I WILL DO THAT WHAT YOU ASK.

“MY CHILD, YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON WELL;

YOU WILL NOT SEE THE GATES OF HELL.

NOW YOU MUST PLACE YOUR TRUST IN ME;

MY KINGDOM IS WHERE YOU WILL BE.”

“THY WILL BE DONE”

3-23-1994

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