Birthed from an Ignatian contemplation.
"Can his tellings be true, do you think?
This kingdom for outcasts?
I'm sure he can tell by now
I do not come with great clothes
And I wail and walk with a slant
But this, I can share
That his eyes captured mine
and he called me Beloved
Somewhere far across the crowd
His kind eyes knew me
And his truth took home in me"
This part made me tear up. This is so beautiful!
So beautiful Paige
I also love the artwork you included. Is it yours? Or who is it by?
Thank you! I looked everywhere for the artist but couldn't find it, but I found the image on Pinterest.
"Can his tellings be true, do you think?
This kingdom for outcasts?
I'm sure he can tell by now
I do not come with great clothes
And I wail and walk with a slant
But this, I can share
That his eyes captured mine
and he called me Beloved
Somewhere far across the crowd
His kind eyes knew me
And his truth took home in me"
This part made me tear up. This is so beautiful!
So beautiful Paige
I also love the artwork you included. Is it yours? Or who is it by?
Thank you! I looked everywhere for the artist but couldn't find it, but I found the image on Pinterest.