Sixth Meditation
( Fourth Conversation)

"Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and humble of heart; and you will find rest for your selves. For my yoke is easy, and my burden light." (1)


Her Lowly Place

Made of the flesh, so weak and frail,
She knows her low condition well:
Her efforts flawed and often fail;
Her sins only worthy of hell.

Why wonder, then, when others fall,
And fail to serve Him as they should?
Her own failures so often call --
She strives to always see the good.

Before His Perfect Majesty,
A lowly servant is her place:
Self-assurance is travesty --
She relies solely on His grace.

She knows the weak vessel's preferred,
For Love to flow over its brim;
And how quickly grace is procured,
By humble hearts who call on Him!

In serving, she seeks humble ways;
So ev'ry task's an act of praise.

May the Master, meek and humble of heart, teach us His ways, that we may become His humble servants.