Dear Daughter,

Sit inside still waters and receive the baptism of your saving grace.
I know you carried the torch of my love like an Olympic runner but
now you must be quiet and rest. I am the Sacred Heart alive in you.
Be still and know that I am water, raindrops of your Holy Blessings.
Don't be like doubting Thomas. I know you don't need to see my
wounds to know that I love you.  Those were loving wounds,
meant to save an entire human race.  Yes, even you.  

Dear Father

I lose all notion of the world as I know it, when I sit here with you.
The walls of this church fall away and I soar like a silent eagle towards
you.  My feet hardly touch the ground, and even the statues around me
don't make a sound. Sky and water that is what I'll be when I arrive at
your shore.  I will be your sea shell, gather me and hold me to your tunic,
help me be more like you, loving, caring and beautiful.