I wear a gold cross around my neck everywhere.
It gets snagged on my clothes, it gets snagged on my hair.
I thumps against my chest when I run.
Its cold surface freezes my skin, even in the sun.
It has a few clumps where the chain is stuck together.
Despite this, I know I will wear it forever.
"Is this an obsession?" you ask. I say, "No!"
I wear as a symbol, a sign to show....
that I am a Catholic, and always will be.
And that being on this cross, Jesus set me free.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Monday, May 28, 2012
The Pen or the Sword
A sword can kill, a sword can cause pain.
A pen can write the words we cannot proclaim.
When I am in pain, do I reach for the sword or the pen?
It seems like an easy choice, up until then.
Is the pen truly mightier than the sword?
Nonetheless, I pick up the pen and write, "Jesus is Lord."
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