Saturday, December 28, 2013

At Mass With You

At Mass With You

When we met and hearts embraced
I wanted all of you
To dance
to sing
to date
and kiss
to have
and
to hold
but above all it has always been
I want to go to Mass with you
I want to smell you hair
And hear your stories
And music too
Listening into the night
But above all it has always been
I want to go to Mass with you
I want to share a meal
At home
Or out
I want to walk with you
But above all it has always been
I want to go to Mass with you
Chinese food on Friday night
Cuddle up
A sappy movie too
On Sunday morning above all else
I want to go to Mass with you
It keeps me straight
It keeps me pure
In spite of what I have endured
which you don’t understand
But above all it has always been
I want to go to Mass with you
And when we fight
and you are mad
so mad you cannot see
and I am mad
and go away
and cannot see each other as Jesus does
I bet you never knew
In spite of this
Above all else it has always been
I want to go to Mass with you
And when we part
And you are gone
Or
I am gone
I alone in pew
It remains the same
At Mass it is Jesus me and you
Above all else it has always been
I at Mass with you
Our love is given from above
Our strength and courage too
Our perseverance through difficult times
Of separation too
But when we met we went to Mass
We held it straight and true
I watched you nourish your soul
In intimacy I could never provide
above both me and you
And you were there as I nourished my soul
And I the same saw you
Together we witnessed this miracle
The heavens opened up
And simple bread and wine became for us
Nourishment for the soul
Is it any wonder above all else
I go to Mass with you
No matter where I’m at
If I can’t get ahold of you
No  matter what convert you’ve brought back
And no matter when I think of what or who
And if it should feel like the stars should fall
And if it seems like earthly love should fail
I know this is not true
Because
Above else no matter where we are
Come Sunday morning or evening Sat.
I am at Mass with you
And when you say hurtful things
Hard to endure
And I say unpardonable things
Apologizes don’t cure
They are all wiped away
A miracle for sure
Wherever I am
Wherever you are
Come Sunday morn or even Sat.
I am at Mass with you.
What the world does not understand
The Church and Jesus do
I alone cannot mend your hurt
you cannot bridge the gap of what I have wrongly endured
only faith has the power to heal
faith hope and love
finally remain
What the world does not understand?

True Love is three not two.




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