Ultimate Mother

Originally published as part of a collection for Everyday Ediths. Twelve stars upon your head rests, a diadem of the world. Born clean without sin, to bring forth a child foretold. A necklace of wool in one hand, beads of prayer in the other, To your immaculate heart we pledge and you, shall be called Mother. Want More?

Who Am I

for the Quantico Women of the Chapel Who am I Oh Lord, That I should see? Who am I Oh Lord, That you should dwell within me? Who am I Oh Lord, To eat from your table? Who am I Oh Lord, To worship at your cradle? A mother, A teacher, A Leader. A sheep, Want More?