195. I Baptize Myself in the Sacred Waters of My Tern of Love for Thee
Through long, winding pathways of self‐doubt, fording mighty rivers that separated Thee from me, trudging over endless wastes of barren lives, tossing dangerously on the rapids of many ambitions, arduously climbing steep mountain trails of desire, and carefully extricating myself from whirlpools of alternating sadness and hilarity — at last I have reached my journey’s end. I look upon all those past travails with joy. Every struggle, every past agony, has produced a owing spring of joyous, grateful tears. In the sacred waters of those tears, I baptize myself daily with deep love for Thee.