Why, Jesus, why me?
Why love me when I’ve strayed?
Why save me when time and again all I’ve done is disobey?
Was it You, Jesus, that told me I should pray?
Invited me to kneel down, to clasp my hands and say,
“God, it’s me and I am so scared! Is it too late for me?
I’m so sorry, oh so sorry, God. Is there any hope for me?”
God said, “Yes, there is hope! Listen to My truth!
I’ve been waiting on you patiently since your Baptismal birth.”