Weekend Poetry

I Try, I Really Do.

I try,
I really try.
Some days, there’s no trying.
Prayer doesn’t come easily,
so I sit,
humbled in adoration.
My God! My God!
Your mercy covers me!
My God! My God!
You are all I see
Present in the monstrance,
our God
in one small host.
I don’t understand,
but I trust.
Jesus, I trust in You!

copyright 8/29/15 by Mallory Hoffman (Weekend Poetry)

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