May 25, 2012

My Journey to God

A Precious Child

Beneath the olive trees He played
With wooden blocks His daddy made,
Dancing eyes alight with joy,
This very precious little boy.
Mary smiled, heart full of love,
Gave thanks to Yahweh up above.
He toddled over to her side,
Tripped, scraped his knee and cried.
Tenderly, she picked Him up,
And gave Him a little cup
Filled with water cool and clear,
Then she wiped away His tear.
She didn’t know one day upon the Cross
The world would darken, mourn His loss.
No water to give, cool and clear.
No one to wipe away His tear.
Upon that cross, His life He gave
In love for us, our lives to save.

By Carol Mappes

(Carol Mappes is a member of St. Jude Parish in Indianapolis.) †

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