Sunday, October 14, 2007
If I could make it work in life...a song by Kevin Max
We have all but ourselves...
We have more wealth but nowhere meaningful to spend it.
We have longer lives but a more meaningless existence.
We have more freedom but we are more enslaved by our desires.
We have better looks but uglier personalities.
We have more cures but less hope when we are faced with diseases.
We have more rights but no idea how to use them.
We have more thorough linguistic vocabularies but more redundant dialects.
We have more intelligent professors but more idiotic scholarship.
The gulf of humanity...
From a child's cry for his mother, to an old man's need for another.
We want to live, we want to love, we want to feel the warmth of the smile of our significant others.
it is far beyond a need. It is a necessity. It is not our weakness, but rather our strength.
it is the gulf out of which our very humanity stems.
At our Saviour's Cross.
Even when I can't see the way, I'll walk the road that Jesus told me to walk everyday,
I may not make sense of why I am here or of why I write
But Jesus, I know he is so good to me and I know his words are always right.
"Come to me Ye who are Heavy laden, and I shall give you rest"i dont care if the whole world tells me else, or if my own person is unwilling to trust
Because I know that Jesus is always there for me, because I felt him before and his love changed me for the best.
So mom, I want to tell you, I miss you lots. But I wont lose heart just because you are not physically with us
.You were always an angel in a den of thieves, and I thank you for caring so much for me.
Mama I can't sleep at night thinking about how I wronged you. I dont know how I can live with this guilt of the pain that I willing caused you.
I hope you know I am sorry and that I am a very different person now. The person you always wanted me be, to show to the world that Christ changed me somehow.
But now I know that you were a blessing that I did not deserve, like the prodigal son I squandered my riches on things untold.
And you were my only earthly rich mama, the treasure of my life. So mama I write this to tell you that I wont lose heart. That Jesus is with me in this from the start.
Just watch out for me as I walk through life, I lost my bearing mama and I can't see things right.
But I know Christ let's you look at my heart...and I know that you see that under all the filth there is a will to have a clean start.
I wished I was able to make you happy mama, but I didnt, not because I couldnt, but because I was the devil.
I am sorry again, I know you understand...that without your guiding hand I would have been lost and wouldn't be here writting out my life's new plan.
So righteous woman, tell the Saint I say hi, St.peter, St.John and of course St. Paul
And I know you are always close to my heart, so everyday I will look for ya and meet you at our Savior's Cross.
This is a tribute to the woman who was only surpassed by St. Mary in her Righteousness...my own mother. God rest her soul.