deedeewisdom

I am the woman at the well
I am the paralytic at the pool
I am the blind man
I am the woman on whom the crowd
threatens to throw stones
I am the leper
I am the prodigal son

I come to you, Oh Lord
In my distress
I pray for Your Grace
I need Your Forgiveness
I need Your Love

Today the cross is heavy
Yet I know that carrying it means
salvation
Yet I know that You are there,
Human
Divine
Suffering
Saving
Seeing
Me

In all my frailty and error

Diane Findlen Garrow 3/31/19