St. Christopher the Comforter
God, do you love to hear me babble?
Bible school cliches burst forth
seemingly unchecked
and all I want to tell her is
You are Loved!
You are loved, and the Love that cared enough
to wrest you from the grave
will guide you over these rifts.
The Love that saw you at your worst
and called out "daughter! come to me"
has not left your side.
And you are truly Loved,
by this fierce and gentle Love
which whispers and whispers
and whispers
...trust me
with all your heart, trust me.
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