April 14, 2006

My Journey to God

Losing Me

By losing myself, I have found myself.
How can this be?
There was no purpose until my ego died.
The “One” found me.

What do you say? You speak in riddles.
Yes, it’s true.
When “Other” becomes more important than me,
Love grows anew.

Jesus gave his all, the model for you and me.
He says, “Let go.”
Don’t look back when you fall.
Let His love flow.

“Listen with the ears of your heart.
Keep your eyes on me.
My way is narrow for those who seek.
I’m the Bridge, you see.”

“Reach out, I’m here, closer than you know.”
Winter will soon pass.
Look for the Light; follow the Way.
Truth wins at last.

In losing me, I gain all.
Resurrection!
Spring flowers, buds bursting, new life.
Benediction. Alleluia!

By Sandy Bierly

(Sandy Bierly is a member of Our Lady of Perpetual Help Parish in New Albany. She wrote this poem last year after visiting Medjugorje, and asking Mary and Jesus to bless her writing. She said her poems are a special grace from her pilgrimage.) †

 

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