Some people say you’re in the mountains
One would insist you’re in the flowing waters
Still others say you’re in the birds and in the animals.
Where can I find you, Lord?
If I look up to the skies, you’re there
If I mingle with people, you’re in the midst of them
In my silence I’d find that you’re speaking to me.
Lord God, how great you are
In revealing yourself in the silence of my prayers
In the silence that sometimes causes
A thousand noise in my soul
For I can hear you speaking to me
I can see you a good and loving Father
And I discover my littleness.
How great you are, O Lord
Saints can only perform bilocation
through your own power
But you can make yourself present everywhere....
in the noisy streets of the city
in the busy marketplaces and disco houses
in the roaring of the seai
in the rushing of water
in the laughter and cries of babes
in the pains of infirmed
in the intricacies of life
in the misfortunes and trials of life
in the person of beggars needing our help
in the many faces of innocent people
victims of war, injustices and persecutions.
Where else will I seek for you my God?
You seemed to be too far and yet so near
I seemed not too be close to you, but I carry you
for you’re in my heart
It seemed I could not touch you
but you’re in my hands.
Lord my God in the richness of your love.
You made me rich and fruitful
For I carry you in my heart.
You’re in me a great treasure
The treasure hidden in myself
A richness that can’t contain in oneself
in its fruitfulness – overflows and bears much fruit
For one is capable of giving and sharing
Contented with the abundance that comes from Jesus only.
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