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Tears on My Face

At my parish, we are doing a 6 week school of prayer class. It has been fruitful and very well done by my parish. One of the days, we were to imagine that Jesus was sitting with us. I imagined that He was sitting down and I was on the floor at His feet, laying my head down on His lap with tears in my eyes and His hands running through my hair to calm me. From that, came these words.

It's okay child, let those tears fall
I've got you close, safe and secure
It's okay child, let those tears fall
Let them cleanse your soul made pure

I am here to hold you
I am here to ground you
I am here to protect you
I am here to love you

So let those tears fall down your face
Know I hold your heart next to my own
Let those tears fall down your face
Then give me a chance for my love shown

Written October 2025

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From Bad to Good

Standing, pondering, losing
Falling, hurting, crying
Fainting, laying, waiting
Waking, noticing, longing
Here now where I am
Thinking all these things
Not sure what is going
On with me in this moment
Wanting to become
Another person than me
A person who I was
When I was more content
When now what I
Should be thinking
Standing, singing, hugging
Dancing, talking, loving
Joking, caring, trusting
Grinning, smiling, laughing

From Originals 2005 – Written May 2005

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All in All

All in all, everything
Each joy that comes
Every bit of brokenness
Cast it on the Lord
He hears the cries inside
While celebrating laughter

Written February 2023

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Crying Out For Mercy

Your mercy Lord

O your mercy Lord

I cry out to you

For your mercy Lord

My cries echo throughout my soul

On the edge or the ridge

Screaming out your name

Why don’t I hear your voice

Your mercy Lord

O your mercy Lord

I cry out to you

For your mercy Lord

Where I’ve been invades my mind

The hurt inside that dwells

The marks that prove the pain

Where were you then

Your mercy Lord

O your mercy Lord

I cry out to you

For your mercy Lord

Breathe your words into me again

Rushing like the wind

Hold me in tight embrace

Show me you’re here

Your mercy Lord

O your mercy Lord

I cry out to you

For your mercy Lord

I love your mercy

I love your mercy

I love your mercy

Healing me inside

Hold me in your mercy Lord

March 2025 – Parish Encounter Retreat: second day, silent afternoon hike part one

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Raining Tears

Like water falling down to the earth
So, too, from eyes thus streaming
Water flowing, the source breaking
A rumbling felt to the very core
Flashes blinding your vision
All the same, giving light to dark
The rushing, the tension, the chaos
Beating, pouring forth with no end
Fallen to the ground looking upward
Mixed are the rain and the tears
Brokenness loud, brokenness silent
Hidden within yet poured, seen
Washed away and still left broken
Scattered, found in the passing
Left to be healed, created anew

*written moments before posting*