A Poem about Mother Theresa

So I've been reading "Mother Theresa: Come be My Light - The Private Writings of the Saint of Calcutta."* It's the controversial text that discloses the contemporary saint's "dark night of the soul" --not "feeling" God's presence, after she so clearly received a calling to serve Jesus and the poorest of the poor.

Forty plus years of not really knowing if God was there!?
Can you imagine? What compels a human being to continue on in the face of such doubt or second guessing?

These are just a couple of my questions!

What would it really be like had Mother Theresa left the slums, said, "No" and gotten a porche? It's ridiculous, right?

I've been waking up recently with her on my brain, wondering what Calcutta -- and the rest of the world for that matter, would be like had she said, "Nope. I'm done with this business."

What follows is a poem toward this end. Of course, let me know what you think!

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Poem: "Mother Theresa gets a Porsche" by Melissa Borgmann

Mother Theresa gets a Porsche

No. I will not love God anymore or do His will.

No more of this poverty bull sh-t, either.

The poorest of the poor?

Please.

That just makes me pathetic and miserable, too.

Do you see me smiling as I speak?

A decade of service was one thing, this 40 years of ministering to the lowly is enough.

I'd like a nice home, car and security. A 401 K is something others have, yes?

Thank you.

Enough of this "yes" business. I say, "Yes" to myself.

If there is a God, I think He'd like me to be happy and
smile - with some feeling behind it.

Christ is amazing. Not sure how He managed His time on the cross.

Blasted blood and holes in His body. Thirsty, too.

Had to be miserable, strung up there and stinging with aloneness.

Abandonment is a wretched thing.

Believe me, I get it.

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Peace, Faith,

Happy leanings into the mystery of it all,

Melissa


http://www.amazon.com/Mother-Teresa-Come-Be-Light/dp/0385520379