I give my heart

Our resident, anonymous poet is at it again! 

Still humble, still unnamed, but full of thanks and praise for our Lord. 

Thank you for inspiring us, our dear sweet friend! 

I give my heart and all my thanks to You, My God

When my heart is troubled and worried, and confusion takes its toll,
I turn to You, my God of truth, and Your calming peace fills my soul.

When my heart judges and casts stones, and my intolerance is high,
I look to You, my God of justice, and compassion You supply.

When my heart is filled with anger, and hatred makes it cold,
I scream at You, my God of love, and forgiveness breaks the mold.

When my heart is tainted with shame, and unworthiness covers me,
I repent to You, my God of mercy, and Your redemption sets me free. 

When my heart gives in to vanity and pride, and ambition fills my sight,
I accept my faults, my perfect God, and in humility see the light.

When my heart is paralyzed with fear and dread, and I can hardly breathe,
I cling to You, my God of courage, and gain confidence through what I believe.

When my heart is dry and tired, and I feel there is nothing left to give,
I open to You, my God of charity, the empty spaces for You to live. 

When my heart is weak in faith, and doubt penetrates and attacks my mind,
I pray to You, my God of miracles, and see the wonders of mankind.

When my heart wants to control and correct, and make everything my way,
I surrender to You, my God of good-will, and trust Your plan each day.

When my heart is overcome with sorrow, and despair is at its best,
I cry to You, my God of hope, and in Your solace I find rest.

When my heart is hurt and shattered, and the pain brings me to my knees,
I lift my hands to You, my God of healing, and You comfort the unease.

When my heart is dying in desperation, and nothing will suffice,
I remember that You, my God of All, You are the Bread of Life.

For it was Your heart that was pierced, and Your blood and water that poured,
For Your children to cherish, my awesome God, this precious gift of Our Lord.

So I offer to You my broken and imperfect heart, and tear it open wide,
With faith that only You, my immortal God, can renew me inside.

I accept these wounds that build and form my heart, and the trials to endure,
And I walk in love with You, my all-knowing God, because in Your presence I am sure.

Our hearts united in this journey and by Your grace, Your praises I sing,
I bow to You, my God of Sacred Heart, giving You thanks in everything.

  - Grateful heart, In Christ