For Advent, I have prayed the rosary every day for the intention of purifying my heart. So I was doing that today. Being Tuesday, the mysteries of the rosary to reflect on today are the sorrowful. So I was reflecting on the sorrowful mysteries and this struggle I am facing, this battle I am fighting. It was toward the end of my rosary and I looked up at the beautiful painting of the crucifix and begging Jesus to help me - and He whispered into the depths of my heart 'you were worth it'. Wait. The Savior of the world is telling me I was worth it.. I continued to fight this as I continued praying, and as I was reflecting on my day today I wrote a poem - a prayer and a poem that I just want to share.
The blood, the sweat, the tears
The anguish
You were worth it
Stripped of my clothes, my dignity
Beaten with a whip, crowned with thorns
You were worth it
The way up Calvary
Falling three times, and getting back up
You were worth it
Nails pierced my hands, my feet
Forgive them for they know not
You were worth it
Lance pierced my side
Blood and water gushed forth
You were worth it
Coming as a child in a manger
Fully human, to endure temptation & face death
You were worth it.
You were worth the way of the cross, you were worth the temptation, you were worth winning victory for. The battle is won, but the fight isn't over. When we stumble, fall, doubt - struggle, we must turn to the Lord in humility, "Lord, I believe help my unbelief.' Christ conquered sin & death, and He says you were worth it. As His children, He loves us. His love holds us into existence. He has only our best interest in mind. And He says you, and you alone, were worth all the suffering in the world. Know, dear, that you are loved, and worthy of love by the simple truth you are a child of God.
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