Who Notices?

Who Notices?

How many moments in the day
Pass into a supposed oblivion?
“Just another day,” they say.

Another runny nose,
Another cranky cry,
Another, and another, and another.

Cloudy horizons,
Dreams caught off guard
By the mundane of reality,

Where is the “anything”,
They said I could be?
No time in the day just for me.

How many selfless moments,
Written in timeless sands,
Seemingly, lost with yesterday?

Hidden moments,
Stripped of vain glory.
Only God notices.

1P5 Podcast Ep. 64 – Steven Mosher, SSPX Accusations, Summorum Pontificu…

Two Images, One Lamb

Agnus Dei,
Lamb of God,
Meek, perfect, humble,
Oblation, acceptable and sacrificial.

Arnion,
The Lamb, standing, as if slain,
Conquering , and at Sabbath Rest,
Resurrected!

One Holy Night

Holy Infant of the stable
You shattered my darkness
In one Holy Night.

Though, tyrants and terrors
Threaten and pursue
Peace shines forth in Your angelic Light.

I, too, shiver in the cold,
As enemies draw near,
Simply trusting, in my plight.

Taking heart that angels ring me ’round.
Trusting that You will be ever near,
Hallowed, Holy, God of Might.