Cleaning Up Your Act

I can only clean up your dirt,If you give it to me.Is it pride that stands in your way?Think, then, of the filth in which you wallow. Being prostrate in repentance,Is in reality a rising,A lifting of your head,A step up, my man! Really now, how proud can a man be,Who is chained to his … Continue reading →

Onesimus

Lord make this useless beggar useful.Like the returning ProdigalNothing recommends me,And everyone but YouCondemns me,For my rags declare my misery. You see meBut You do not turn away.You rush to my side,And embrace the little oneWho wanders from Your side. I am to YouThe lost and longed forChild of Your Heart.My provident possibilityIs all but … Continue reading →

Found

My Lord, my Love,Turning to you,I meet Your gaze.Your eyes never strayFrom your child. Since my conception,That awesome moment,You have keptCareful watch over me. Through fleeting years,You have guarded me,As the apple of Your eye.Your angels await my prayers.I part my lips,Pronouncing Your Name,And they are at alert. “Thy Kingdom come”A flurry of wingsBreak the … Continue reading →