Jen's p.o.v

I am looking for Jesus in the mist

of this hot mess, my so called life.

Mother Mary whispers he is here,

but I don't see him. Brutally shaken

and broken, I wander off. I take care of myself

until other wise. I am looking for Jesus in the

mist of this chaos, a health and faith crisis.

Surrendering remains a constant

struggle for me even in the end.