9/6/15 through 9/12/15

9/6/15 through 9/12/15

Sunday

Ephphatha spoken by the King

Made sounds in quiet ears to ring

It's true!  He can do anything.

He even makes the silent sing.

What joy to now communicate

Without the need of chalk and slate

With spoken word elucidate

And thirsty souls rejuvinate.

Monday

When life itself is trumped by pride

The wickedness grows well inside

They'd rather curse and reprimand

Than see the cure of withered hand.

Have we ourselves not fallen prey

To prideful thinking of the day,

Devaluing the gift of life,

Forsaking vows of man and wife?

Tuesday

Sinless Mary came to birth

The dawn of hope for sinful earth

For through her holy child of light

The Son of God would end the night.

Wednesday

Blessed poverty, spiritual gift

To God, our pains and troubles we lift

Only when trusting He's given us all

Are we free to abandon and answer His call.

Thursday

Mary, Mary, pure and bright

Constant source of joy and light

Bring your charm to every room

Dispel the darkness, chase the gloom.

Follow in your patron's way

And seek His will for every day

Put on the dress of holy one

Be kind and meek, with blessing tongue.

When troubled by a daily trial

Just sit with Him and rest a while

There you'll find a love so deep

He cares for loved ones as they sleep.

And as you travel down life's road
No matter what the heavy load
Be sure to listen for His voice
To help you make a proper choice.

Friday

Pursuing truth, I find on the way

Faults in my deeds, and things that I say.

I find them at first, as a splinter you see

In the eye of some other, but surely, not me.

In quiet reflection, my time of great peace,

Talking to Him, I advise without cease.

When finally stopping a moment to thank,

I find that my eye has been filled with a plank.

Saturday

Reflecting on the day's events

The mind looks back, and heart repents

Failures lead to bitter sorrow

Hope is for a better morrow.