Daily Archives: April 20, 2020
Burial Oil
Make of me an anointing oil
To be pored into the wounds
That bore my name.
Who am I,
How do You count me
In Your universe?
I am nothing,
A wisp,
Mere smoke
Clouding Your heavens,
And yet,
You mount Your Cross
For me.
For me,
The nails pierce Holy Flesh,
For me, You are lifted,
And the Cross
Crashed with Your pain
Into the ground
Over the bones
Of my First Parents,
A skull, fittingly,
A remembrance of their fall,
And our perduring Fault.
My tears flow with Mary’s
My hair hides me
From hungry eyes,
That I might be for You,
Here in this place and time.
You thirst for me.
Now, may I satisfy You,
By willing our union,
And embracing
My death in yours.
Oil and comfort,
Comfort only
The dead can know,
To be shrouded away
Until the Day.
Waxing Proud
I left You long ago,
To wander in a world of choices,
Bombarded by alluring voices.
I left at home
All cords that bound,
Proudly casting off all staked to holy ground.
I soared mounting the wind,
On Icharus’ wings waxed proud,
‘Til sun and heat spoke Truth aloud.
I left You long ago.
Now in swift descent I fall,
Humbled, hoping to be caught by Lord of All.
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Canticle of Zechariah
Luke 1:68 – 79
The Messiah and his forerunner
Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel;
he has come to his people and set them free.
He has raised up for us a mighty savior,
born of the house of his servant David.
Through his holy prophets he promised of old
that he would save us
from our enemies,
from the hands of all who hate us.
He promised to show mercy to our fathers
and to remember his holy covenant.
This was the oath he swore to our father Abraham:
to set us free from the hands of our enemies,
free to worship him without fear,
holy and righteous in his sight all the days of our life.
You, my child, shall be called the prophet of the Most High;
for you will go before the Lord to prepare his way,
to give his people knowledge of salvation
by the forgiveness of their sins.
In the tender compassion of our God
the dawn from on high shall break upon us,
to shine on those who dwell in darkness and the shadow of death,
and to guide our feet into the way of peace.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit:
as it was in the beginning, is now,
and will be for ever. Amen.