We await Your Second Coming, O Lord. In reality, You never left us. Your Body and Blood, Upon the altar of Your Presence, Witness to Your People, Your constancy. Before Your dying upon the Cross, You prepared a Body for Yourself in the Church, Embracing those who would soon desert You, Feeding Your Apostles the … 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
Full of Grace
In my imperfection I offer you the perfect. Full of Grace, Take up my cause. Gracious God, You have prepared grace And holiness of life For all men , Yet we are not ready For Your wonders. We delay. We play with idols, And take for granted The universe that engulfs us, As though it … Continue reading
In Your Arms
Here I am, Asleep in Your Arms, I forgot to be afraid. By Joann Nelander
“Give them something to eat.”
“Give them something to eat.” On the mountain of Your Holiness, You commanded, “You give them something to eat.” What have I that would feed, And satisfy so many? You give to me, In steady supply. You are my All. In You, I believe, It is You, I adore, And from You, I draw my … Continue reading
