Found

As I return and rest
I feel gentle hands 
unfolding a crumpled part of me, 
smoothing it to the edges. 

Now She’s softening the creases, 
straightening the bent back corner, 
and tracing my words with Her finger. 
I feel Her
reading my thoughts, 
holding the whole story.
I see Her 
closing Her eyes in prayer.

When She opens them again, 
She begins to hum,
folds the paper once, 
twice and again, 
and puts me in Her pocket. 

Now and then throughout the day, 
She pats Her pocket and smiles, 
reassured and comforted, 
as if Her find
were all She ever wanted. 

In the morning, in the evening
When I’m waking, when I’m sleeping
When I’m arriving, when I’m leaving
You will have me in Your keeping.

Always with Me by Paul Zach

Hey friends, you might enjoy this Living from the Heart podcast interview I did with Jan Evans and Rod Janz last week. Experiencing God’s Love: The Transforming Power of the Ignatian Exercises

Credits and References: 
Crumple by Thomas Levinson. Used with permission.
Found by Esther Hizsa, 2026
Hand in pocket photo by Pexels from Freerange Stock. Used with permission.
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About Esther Hizsa

Esther is a writer, spiritual director, and cofacilitates contemplative retreats and courses. She lives in Vernon, B.C. with her husband, Fred.
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