We are given paths that only we can take. We may take some detours to get to our destinations, but we always arrive where we are supposed to be. How many miles we cover does not matter. What matters are the special moments along our paths that make us feel alive and loved.

While on these paths, the light prevails over the dark. St. Ambrosius said, “Man does not find the truth; the truth finds man.” The truth is God, and our words and actions become His poetry when we choose faith over the materialism of the world. Seeking peace and God is always the best path, the best journey.

So let us be God’s poetry, His children, who seek to be the best we can be on our journeys towards our Eternal home. Let our poetry be truly beautiful and wise, filled with life, love, truth, and praise for our Eternal Father.

Anna Hartt