“It’s the mercy of Jesus
That brings me success
In every uphill task,
In His name, I undertake.”
“I’m a pencil in God’s hand.
I obey His every command,
And to serve the needy people,
He’s using me as His tool.”
What a charitable attitude
Mother Teresa ever had,
And she wished to remain
Unnoticed behind the curtain!
But the world saw her
As Godsend for the poor
And gave her the first place
For all her love and kindness.
It wasn’t an easy task to run
An orphanage for children
But still she maintained one
Facing all the difficulties alone.
One day she approached
A baker to give her bread,
A few pieces for the children
In the orphanage she ran.
The baker spat on her face
Yet, she showed no trace
Of her annoyance or vexation
Even against such provocation.
She wiped it out simply
And said this smilingly
To his surprise then
“That was for me alone.”
“What about some bread
For my poor children’s need? ”
Her love touched his heart
Guilty he felt on his part.
He gave her willingly bread
That served their day’s need.
Even a slight sign of her anger
Would’ve left them in hunger.
With no pride or prejudice,
She followed the footsteps
Of her guiding Master Jesus,
She had chosen as her spouse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well composed, a great tribute to a woman who deserves it most.