n silence I wait, silent. Thanksgiving and praise have created the dome about me, As angels carry their worshipful sound And sing my song before the Throne of God. I am implicitly carried with their melody, Hidden in the words playing before my God. The Gates open to admit my presence. I enter, bowing … Continue reading
Well of Sorrows
by Joann Nelander Come, My Beloved. Come near. Come ever nearer. Stand by this, My well of sorrow, Waiting to draw Water, As Life for my soul. I offer You my pain. I pledge my every affliction. That nothing may be lost of this my day. You are Life. You are the Water. You are … Continue reading
The Robe
Lord of the centuries, Knit, of our pain, the knots, That mysteriously arrange themselves Across our days. Guide, by unseen fingers, Each little pearl, To form a cloth Alive with Your Golden threads, Infinitely more than happenstance or tragedy. Each strand of Time a mystery, Bathed in trial and tears, Yet rich in Awe, Resplendent … Continue reading
The careful shepherd watches over Christ’s flock
Via divineoffice.org From a letter by Saint Boniface, bishop and martyr The careful shepherd watches over Christ’s flock In her voyage across the ocean of this world, the Church is like a great ship being pounded by the waves of life’s different stresses. Our duty is not to abandon ship but to keep her on … Continue reading
