In This Your Temple
Settle upon me, Lord, my Savior.
Here in this temple, ever be,
In me, about me, ever near,
More and more dear.
My Refuge, receive me,
Hide me in abandonment,
Cover me with Your mantle,
Growing Your Life in me.
© 2017 Joann Nelander
Writing in Gold
I’m here,
Once again,
I’m here.
Awake to You.
Before dawn wakes,
I anticipate,
Opening the door of my heart,
Like a flower,
Invited by the light
Of a thousand yesterday’s.
We have a history,
And though my memory fades,
You cherish our moments.
Even the mundane,
You write in letters of Gold,
Recording them,
Transforming them.
I’m here, again,
Awake to You,
You, Who have been watching,
Guarding,
Writing,
In Gold,
Gold,
Precious Gold.
In the Gold of Ophir,
You write.
You tell,
My story,
My life,
In refined Gold,
You inscribe,
In Your Book of Life.
My heart,
On Your Most Sacred Heart.
© 2017 Joann Nelander
“I tell thee truly, I accept tears shed over my Passion as if they were deaths suffered fo me. “ words of Jesus to St. Mechtilde.
Joann Nelander
“Give them something to eat.”
On the mountain of Your Holiness,
You commanded,
“You give them something to eat.”
What have I that would feed,
And satisfy so many?
You give to me,
In steady supply.
You are my All.
In You, I believe,
It is You, I adore,
And from You,
I draw my hope,
And loving trust.
You have fulfilled Your promise,
Feeding me with the finest wheat,
The Eucharistic Wheat,
Made Bread, most holy,
Your body and Your Blood.
“Give them something to eat.”
What have I that would feed,
And satisfy so many?
I will give them my Treasure,
My Only Good.
As life flowing from this temple
Flow from me,
To water,
And sup with the humanity all about me.
© 2017 Joann Nelander
Lord of the Trusting
Lord of the Fallen,
Fallen from grace,
Fallen in misfortune,
Lord of the Forsaken,
Forsaken in favor,
Forsaken in worldly esteem,
Spread the corner of Your mantle over me.
Like a great bird,
Cover me with mighty wing,
Cloak me with warmth and security,
Like the eagle with its young
Castle me on high,
Feed me with morsels from your mouth.
Feather me in your splendid pinions.
Lord of the Trusting
Trusting in You
Trusting the Trinity
Lord of the Meek
Meek and humble
Meek and gentle of heart
Make Your Heart my eternal home.
© 2017 Joann Nelander
Be Holy! 