Mother Mary, Holy Mother, Jesus
Sometimes I wonder
How it's possible to be
Loved by God and the Mother
So completely, so compassionately.
And if I am loved with
Such understanding that I feel,
Shouldn't I return
That "love others" as does He for free?
Sometimes I don't feel worthy you see
Of such a great love,
And I know that he understands
This too for me.
I feel that I should really do more good
And give back to others
The way that He would,
How can I ever repay
Those gifts that are given so freely
Except by giving to others
A little each day?
Perhaps all God's children
Are watched over with love,
But there seems to be so many
That are lost in the darkness
That they don't seem to see
The Light trying to free them.
All we can do is serve them love
And pray to have the compassion
To realize we'll all get there eventually.
Until that day
We all have so much to learn
'Till we graduate and are able to see
God's Love is given unconditionally.