Beloved Lord My Soul Thirsts for You & My Heart Misses You

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I Believed My Lord

Eternal life You have given me, my Lord, and my God. How simple are your teachings, and how smooth is your leadership? I imagined in my research that the matter was more complex and perplexed, floundering in various assumptions, until you, my master, came out of the darkness of my ignorance.

I believed in my Lord, and here is my heart and here is my love and here is my covenant. I will never let you out of my sight and will always see you in front of me, leading to my mistakes. Your hands raise me to the lights of glory, and faith in you conquers the forces of annihilation, and your followers illuminate the darkness of the graves, and your path leads to the path of life.

We followed you. We endure hardship, hardship, and persecution on your path, rejoicing, believing that you are the resurrection and life and that your path is the path of life. Therefore, our faith in you is firm and unshakable, and we are united in your eternal life as partners and partners.

Beloved Lord My Soul Thirsts for You & My Heart Misses You

My Lord

Stay with me, for you are my joy and my peace. I miss you. Come, my Lord, and my God, with joy. I always jumped and walked behind you like a child. I follow you wherever you go. I never let you out of my sight. My eyes remained fixed on your path before and after the shock of the crucifixion and the majesty of the resurrection in your presence.

Your voice was whispering every day in my ear: Fear not, O you of little faith, why are you afraid? And when the darkness of crucifixion and the nets of death surrounded me, I cried out towards you. I found you before me, O good shepherd who sacrificed himself for the sheep, saying, Peace be to you, I am he. Do not be afraid… and show me the wounds of the cross, and give me your finger and my body, that you may know and bear witness that I am him.

So the soul has no bone or flesh. Put your hand, my son, in the place where the spear was stabbed, where the last drops of my blood and water flowed, to water the tree of your faith. My heart rests, and I sleep in peace, and I rest in peace. Do not be an unbeliever. Books until my eyes opened.

Beloved Lord, My Soul Thirsts for You & My Heart Misses You

Then you took me to the mountain, and there you blessed me, ascended, and left me so that your face disappears from me so that the world disappears and the sun and the stars fade away. And you stay with me, for you are my joy and in you is my peace. Do not slow down anymore, O Lord, my longing for you has gone away. Come, my master, for my heart has longed for you.
by Father / Paul Jeres – The Catholic Church in Egypt