Lift the veil in this morass of Sin,
That faith may blossom and hope enter in.
Let the Sun of Justice shine
Upon a people in decline,
That looking up from the tyranny of power and things
Your face may captivate and solace bring.
Pour down torrents of Thy Grace
To cleanse this dry and brutal place ,
Uproot to plant anew
A Day of peace like settled dew,
That minds be bright and intellects sublime
And our only glory may be Thine.
© 2016 Joann Nelander
You are here.
My soul drinks
Of Your Presence.
Here is sweetness pervading,
Time with no measure,
Eternity kissing the moment,
Stillness, though fleeting.
Your touch stirs the life of me.
I want to dance,
Charged with new vigor.
I should simply gaze on You
But the power of life
Is hard to resist,
And unless You take me captive,
I’m tempted to fly.
I am the beggar,
Who finding his pockets full,
Hurries off to spend his treasure.
Teach me Lord to bask
In the sunshine of Your smile.
© 2013 Joann Nelander
An Invitation Given
God is all in all.
Beyond all, He enters being. The unknowable allows Himself to be known.
He is invitation and celebration. God is graciously given, seemingly a part of me, given with my immersion, but always far beyond my comprehension. Though He continually sustains, draws, and enables me for life here, He plans for my hereafter.
He inclines His great Heart towards me, willing that I be His in my heart of hearts.
He has plans for me, plans to free me from woe for my freedom, plans for my joy. He waits upon me and my consent. O, how He spends Himself on me.
He has forever in steady supply, all the while fully invested in my now. He’s teaching me, fashioning the clay of me to take on immortality.
Eventually, I will know Him as He is. My limits will expand into Jesus’ expanse of existence, able to exist beyond this earth, and enter His realm beyond all realms that be, or ever shall be, Incredulously, He longs for me.
His is the High Heaven, beyond the stars and heavenly lights. I do choose to eat His Flesh and drink His Blood.
I choose to learn of Him Who, while ever meek and lowly, walks among the stars and rules the Day.
I choose to dwell with Him, and know Him, as He is, He Who needs no one and nothing, He Who chooses to love me as no other, in my uniqueness in His image.
He, it is, Who created my eternal soul, and desires that I graciously choose to know Him. It is He Who enables me to see Him, to know Him, and He it is Who fits me for His embrace.
I long to see Him as He is, to be free from the world’s illusions and its devilish delusions, to know Him, and to live for Him, and with Him, in the eternal mystery of His great glory.
He is my delight. Of Him and His Heaven, I sing. I contemplate the treasure of His Being through the Long Night, secure in that Sacred Heart,
I live in hope, believing in His call on my life, His personal claim on me. choosing me to be His own. His desire for my love blows me away. Jesus’ longing to call my heart His own is unfathomable, mysterious beyond telling and unbelievable without His assurance.
I thank Jesus for Existence and my existence. He is immanent indwelling, not only among Men, but in me.
I am free to choose. I am eternal by His making and His by my choosing. I choose an eternity that exists in Him.
Those who do not choose to learn of Him, freely choose the void The Invitaton
God is all in all.
Beyond all, He enters being. The unknowable allows Himself to be known.
He is invitation and celebration. God is graciously given, seemingly a part of me, given with my Baptism, but always far beyond my comprehension. Though He continually sustains, draws, and enables me for life here, He plans for my hereafter.
He inclines His great Heart towards me, willing that I be His in my heart of hearts.
He has plans for me, plans to free me from woe for my freedom, plans for my joy. He waits upon me and my consent. O, how He spends Himself on me.
He has forever in steady supply, all the while fully invested in my now. He’s teaching me, fashioning the clay of me to take on immortality.
Eventually, I will know Him as He is. My limits will expand into Jesus’ expanse of existence, able to exist beyond this earth, and enter His realm beyond all realms that be, or ever shall be, Incredulously, He longs for me.
His is the High Heaven, beyond the stars and heavenly lights. I do choose to eat His Flesh and drink His Blood.
I choose to learn of Him Who, while ever meek and lowly, walks among the stars and rules the Day.
I choose to dwell with Him, and know Him, as He is, He Who needs no one and nothing, He Who chooses to love me as no other, in my uniqueness in His image.
He, it is, Who created my eternal soul, and desires that I graciously choose to know Him. It is He Who enables me to see Him, to know Him, and He it is Who fits me for His embrace.
I long to see Him as He is, to be free from the world’s illusions and its devilish delusions, to know Him, and to live for Him, and with Him, in the eternal mystery of His great glory.
He is my delight. Of Him and His Heaven, I sing. I contemplate the treasure of His Being through the Long Night, secure in that Sacred Heart,
I live in hope, believing in His call on my life, His personal claim on me. choosing me to be His own. His desire for my love blows me away. Jesus’ longing to call my heart His own is unfathomable, mysterious beyond telling and unbelievable without His assurance.
I thank Jesus for Existence and my existence. He is immanent indwelling, not only among Men, but in me.
I am free to choose. I am eternal by His making and His by my choosing. I choose an eternity that exists in Him.
Those who do not choose to learn of Him, freely choose the void of desolation.
God is near. Choose life in Him that you may have an Eternal Day springing, ever new, in Jesus Christ, the Lord.
Copyright 2019 Joann Nelander
Joann Nelander
Be Holy! 