As the Father is Perfect

Be perfect, You say. “Be perfect, as the Father is perfect.” “Perfection” is held before our eyes, Hung in the heavens, like a star, Like a luminous star, As a star going before us, Beckoning to us, Inviting, “Come follow me.” In the dark of Your Mystery, We make ready, We journey forth, Answering a … Continue reading →

Who is the Poorest of the Poor?

Who is the poorest of the Poor? Is it not the one deprived of womb? Is it not the one gone unnamed? Given a frame But denied rightful claim, Stripped bear of place, No space to grow, Deprived of a proper birth? Is it not the one evicted, Before drawing it’s first breath, Whose beating … Continue reading →

“Fiat”

“Fiat.” To Mary’s “Fiat,” I say, “Amen. Amen. Amen. ” “Fiat”, my gift to You, my King. I give You, here in my heart, Mary’s “Fiat”, That so inflamed the heart of Your Father, That He gave her His Kingdom, Enfleshing You, His Son. The instant Mary formed her ascent in her heart and mind, … Continue reading →