Alone in a booth with You, Oh God.
Palpitating desire and joy and love and pain.
My heart beating proper cadence.
JE SUS, JE SUS, JE SUS.
My face on the ground and...
GOOD.
My home is in You, Oh God.
Your scars wear my title and
My heart beats hard.
Your Name, Your Name, Your Name.
The way You raised this dead woman...
GOD.
Bernadette
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