You are all
such little children
and
I love you.
I love you so much more
than you can understand;
so much more
than you can grasp.
Whenever I see you
hurting,
afraid,
upset,
lost
My heart goes out
to you.
I am standing before you now
hoping,
longing
for you to run
to Me
for comfort,
for strength,
for guidance,
for love.
But
you do not come.
You turn away.
Still
I stand before you
longing
for you to let Me
embrace you,
hold you,
until
the anger,
the pain,
the sadness
subsides.
O My children,
My child,
will you let Me
hold you?
Will you let Me
help you?
I am standing before you now.
I am only
a word,
a whisper,
a heartbeat
away.
My heart is breaking
as I see you
curled up
into yourself.
My children,
My child,
I am standing before you now,
with open arms,
waiting.
c Kathleen Wilks
About the author
Kathleen Wilks
I have been writing poems for a number of years now and many of them have been used as prayers in church services.
Recently I have started to write meditations. These are based on people in the Bible who met with Jesus.
Other meditations are to be read on a more personal level as God speaks to us, collectively or as individuals where we are now.
The meditations can be used in services, in study groups or in private.
I live in York, England, and worship at Holy Trinity Church, Heworth, and St Olave's Church in York.
I work as Property Manager for the Diocese of York in the Church of England.