Words whispered in my heart.
You think that you are building my Church
With all your hectic activity.
You are hindering my work.
All I want,
All I need,
Is for you to
Come and stand
At the foot of my Son’s Cross.
Let the fire of His Love
Pierce your Heart,
Transforming you into
His Presence on Earth .
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Melanie Jean Juneau serves as the Editor in Chief of Catholic Stand. She is a mother of nine children who has edited her kid's university term papers for over a decade. She blogs at joy of nine9 and mother of nine9. Her writing is humorous and heart warming; thoughtful and thought-provoking. Part of her call and her witness is to write the truth about children, family, marriage and the sacredness of life. Melanie is the administrator of ACWB, a columnist at CatholicLane, CatholicStand, Catholic365 , CAPC, author of Echoes of the Divine and Oopsy Daisy, and coauthor of Love Rebel: Reclaiming Motherhood.
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Lovely poem and a great reminder to stop and adore before we run out of gas and start to think we are serving Him under our own power.
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We are on the same wave length. Adoration is the only way to prevent burnout and/or pride
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