My Journey to God

God Comforts Me

God comforts me
like the cup holds the tea,
like the vase holds the flower,
like the mother holds her child.

God comforts me
like the roots that hold up the tree,
like the box that holds the gift,
like the nest holds the newborn bird.

God comforts me
like the chalice holds the Eucharist.

“The Lord comforts his people
and shows mercy to his afflicted”
(Isaiah 49:13)

By Millie Moorman

(Millie Moorman is a member of St. Peter Parish in Franklin County.) †