Upon the Vine

How sweet the fruit upon the vine,
Coming to be
Because of Thee.

Made to be food
With a touch of delight,
Feeding body and inviting the soul,
Born of a thousand labors,
Yet dependent on Thee,
You, Giver of sun, earth and seed,
Asking of Man (me),
To but work the Plan.
Then, weathered and together,
Life grows on tree
And takes root in me,
Gratitude tastes the gift,
And speaks my thanksgiving unto Thee.

Copyright 2014 Joann Nelander

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Fire of God’s Love

Fire of Love,
O steadfast Love,
Forge of me
Enduring Love,
As chains, whose links are born
In fire and flame.

Hammered by blows,
That in the end form
And deliver my frame.

Claim my metal
From the molten chaos
To shape and save me,
Never more, misshapen,
Wanton, amorphous,
Hardness of heart.

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Tears’ Request

Tears and holy desire,
These are my gift,
Your gift to me,
And my gift to You.

The night passes peacefully,
Knowing Your Heart
Is pressed to my heart,
With a listening ear.

How near You are
To the broken hearted,
And I allow
My heart To break,
Allowing You entrance.

Stake Your claim,
For I abandon
The land within,
And without
To Your good pleasure.

You are now
Lord of my every love.
Extend Your rule
To every corner
Of my being.

Enter the dark places
Shedding Light,
Drawing back the veil,
Hollowing this temple,
This consecrated,
And baptized ground
Of my eternal existence.

Set Your throne
Here in the center
Where once
I thought to reign,
But in reality
Served the “no gods”,
Deceptive counterfeits and usurpers.

Stretch me
From the inside out
And fill emptiness
Mending the shattered
That I may be the vessel made holy
The water jar
Filled to the brim
And overflowing.

Turn tears and holy desire
To those” torrents in the southern desert”,
Watering the parched
And giving drink to the thirsty
And glory
To My Thrice Holy God.

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Loving You

I lie here
Loving You,
O my God.

Who can conceive
Of You,
I Am Who Am?

You are ,
And it is You,
Who call me forth,
To know You.
I but glimpse
Your glory for now.

Catching sight of You,
Even for this moment,
I spend all I am,
To gaze on You,
Eternally.

For You see me
And love me,
And loving me,
You perfect me,
Uniting me
By a million million kisses,
No rather,
Kisses without number.

My “yes”
Has wed us.
“Forever” begins
With You.
Forever begins now,
And I will not turn back.

I lie here,
Living You,
O my God..
You are faithful.

Copyright 2014 Joan Joann Constance (Concetta) Therese Salerno Nelander

 

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Hidden Jesus

Hidden Jesus,
You fill my heart with desire.
I feel the agony
Of this earthly foray.

In Your Presence
Faith fills the silence.
Truth like beauty
Say You passed this way.

Your footprints in Time
Dot the heavens.
While I stand in the vestibule of eternity,
As one holding paradise at bay.

Aching emptiness
Of temporal schemes and dreams,
But mask my loneliness
For yet another day.

Step over the threshold
Where angel guards Eden’s gate
To drip Your fingers
Into my life as now I pray.

Copyright 2014 Joann Nelander

Joann Nelander
lionessblog.com

Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival

It’s time once again for Sunday Snippets. We are Catholic bloggers sharing weekly our best posts with one another.  Join us to read and/or contribute. To participate, go to your blog and create a post titled Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival. Make sure that the post links back to here, and leave a link to your  snippets post on our host, RAnn’s, site, This, That and the Other Thing.

My Posts for the past week:

Born for Glory

Vanity’s Fool

Cry of One Forgiven #Poetry #Prayer #Repentance

Draw Close to God #Poetry # Prayer

I Dream of Heaven

 

DNA–Proof for a Creator?

Scientific Proof of God by Prof Gerald Schroeder

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