Tag Archives: Religion

Father Forever

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“Father forgive them they know not what they do.”

Cords of sorrow draw me.
I am witness to the plight,
Man become beast,
Without wisdom or wit,
Licking his own blood,
Hungry, harrowed,
Stunned in horror.

The knots of revenge entangle,
Cry for evermore blood,
Ever more abasement,
Ever more widows,
Ever more orphans,
Ever more refuse and waste.

A crying child becomes hundreds,
Then thousands,
Then millions,
Left to wander,
Left to dissipate and hate.

Vengeance is sweeter than food,
To one who chooses to live
Without Love,
Without Light,
Without the Holy and the True,
For such is the abode of Sin,
And many the roads
Leading to its gate.

Bestial brutality,
Raging insanity,
Now reigns the malignant.
The disconsolate refuse all solace,
Wounds of the heart,
Wounds of the mind,
Wounds of the body of Man.

Look to the high mountain,
Eyes to the heavens,
Wake the long dead,
Who await the promised Banquet,
Those, who now know,
They are one Family of Man,
Divested of tribal allegiance,
Awaiting the One,
And coming, King.

Offer a sacrifice of prayer.
Pour forth the balm of Gilead.
Speak, in the tongue of angels,
The comfort of peoples,
Hope in the Darkness.

Humanity’s ties are stronger than its sins,
More numerous than the cords
That draw it down in the Dark Night.
For its One God
Is Father Forever.

Rebirth Reflection

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I am daughter.

I am heir.

Through the First Born Son,

I inherit a Kingdom,

For I am in Him and of Him.

 

My Baptism, a gift of Grace,

God is alive in my soul,

Me, dead to Sin,

Die in Him,

To live in Him.

 

I rise to Life,

New Life.

 

©2016 Joann Nelander

Beholding Past, Present & Future

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In Time,
Yet above it,
Beholding Past, Present and Future,
Christ, look upon my fore-bearers,
Still alive by virtue of an immortal soul.

Look upon my world, spinning in Space,
Held in its journey through Time,
By Your Father’s Almighty Word,
Destined for Judgement,
Bequeathed Mercy.

Look upon me,
In my time,
In my place,
On my journey.

My Jesus, Mercy.

© 2016 Joann Nelander

Darkly Here

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Though I perceive myself without You,
I could not reach for You, as I do,
But for You.
Therefore You are with me,
In my waiting,
In my hoping,
In my believing.

Never alone in my great wanting,
Satisfied in my enduring,
Tomorrow felt in my longing,
Smiling with every tear.
I am of high and holy cheer,
Believing You are near,
Certain You are darkly here.

©2016 Joann Nelander.

 


			

	
	



				
					

	

		
The Cross and the Furnace,


				

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I want to spend my day loving You

And embracing life as You send It to me.

Nothing comes but by Your Will,.


Not that I haven’t thwarted Your Will.

I have!

I know I have,

But even as this moment

Bears the imprint of the hammer,

That struck the nails impaling You on Your Cross,

The Cross remained Yours,

And Your All Holy, All Chosen Will,

All of Your choosing

From the beginning of Time.


You are above Sin,

Above my sin and error,

The New Adam,

Obedient to the Father,

A Trinity of Union,

In Love.


By the Will of God ,

And the hand of man,

All infraction of the Divine Will

Was nailed to Your Holy Cross.

In You, I die to Sin,

And rise to live Your Dying

In my day.


In You,

Given for Men

Given for me,

I live God’s permissive Will,

Fashioned for me,

In the purifying furnace

Of His Perfect Will.


In this new day,

I choose the Cross and the Furnace,

I choose You,

Who are forging a union of hearts,

Perfect Love loving Man,

Desiring the perfection of every man,

Loving and perfecting me.


(C) 2016 Joann Nelander

			

	
	



				
					

	

		
High on Your Cross


				

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High on Your Cross,

All the world lay at Your feet,

Broken!


The Body of the Christ is broken,

Broken for us.

The Body of the Lord is broken,

Broken to redeem.


The Father has placed under Your Feet,

Your enemies,

His enemies.

You, broken on the Cross,

Embrace Your enemies,

Willing to Love them into Life.

Inviting my free will to choose Him Whose Heart

Breaks for me.


The Earth quaked at Your Dying,

To open and receive Your Blood.

Grace, all Grace!

High on Your Cross,

With me at Your Feet,

My heart breaks to receive You.


Broken Body of Jesus,

One with me in Redemption,

Mine.