Bring me back to you, your heart. Connect our hearts again. Let your blood shed on the cross flow into my own heart and pump through my veins and course all throughout me. Pervade my body, my soul, my whole being. When I bleed, may it be your blood. When I cry, may it be your tears shed from the depths of love, longing, compassion, and emotion. When I speak, may it be your words, flowering out with the sweetness of honey, like a salve to the wounded places of hearts around me. When I touch, may it be your touch of healing, love, and acceptance--a kindness not of this world. May the cry of my heart to be a bit more like you each day, my beautiful God.
