For me life is good when it can be held Loving means to be touched and felt Sometimes when I see the grace beyond I’m not always sure where I belong Such it is with shawl or rosary ministry I wish to share why the work touches me To see divinities path just close your eyes In your mind let this mystery visualize Prayers of hope begin to collect in silence Transforming artist from indwelled presence Love transcends through stave or needle Chrism to knot, its essence is encapsuled Group compassion from breathing angels This gift now full, becomes supernatural Kindness worn, more than a material thing Captured love looses free from its knotting Chrism journeys through unmarked terrain It raises the spirit, heals wounds and pain Christ’s charity at work in unknown ways From hands of loving hearts with His grace