If you want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it. Mother Teresa
SAINT
She peered down thru the heavens, a tear was in her eye
Felt the pain and anguish, that made the earthly cry
Watched their troubled conflicts, knew they yearned for more
Shared their burdens, by the many, deep within her core
Visions of her essence, appeared to purest eyes
Fear and trouble called to her, as the pious cried
Comfort was the answer, to prayers prayed in the night
To vision earth with heaven, assuring hope and light
She graced the lonely corners, that held the humbled few
With words of love and promise, that life would mend anew
But only few would listen, beyond their anguished thoughts
Her message was a whisper, disguarded as their loss
Her dialect was foreign, as most were deaf by fear
A saint that walked among us, so clear on eathly sphere
And none would take the comfort, she offered for their blight
They passed right thru her message...those blind within their sight
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This is an awesome tribute. I know a man who met Mother Teresa.
He said, " She was a very frail and tiny woman but somehow you could feel a Supreme Presence all around her."
Love Tinka
We don't need Popes to make Saints, according to Christ
we are all saints. Mother Teresa was someone to be singled
out as a holy humanitarian, one who surrendered herself to
Christ as only very few are called to do. No one can ever
understand the things she did just as they couldn't understand Christ. I can count on one hand the people we know that have
died to themselves as Mother Teresa did. She is in a different higher category than saint.
And thanks for providing another great website, Anita!