11/12/17 through 11/18/17

11/12/17 through 11/18/17

Sunday

The end of time is coming soon

Perhaps today at nine or noon

Have I prepared to meet the groom?

Have I let love within me bloom?

Did I take time to fill my flask?

For wisdom did I search or ask?

Have I besought her every morn?

Within my heart has love been born?

The oil to last throughout the night

And keep the flame still burning bright

Is found in many varied ways

We follow Him throughout our days

Each task of love that we perform

The time we take, a heart to warm

Provides the oil for our light

To meet the bridegroom in the night

Monday

Let not a scandal come from me

But let my faith be what they see

Strengthen me and fill my need

Nurture now, this mustard seed.

Tuesday

All I have is but a gift

No matter how I search or sift

No thing I've made or prize I've earned

But only nothingness I've learned

A worthless servant granted time

To serve this gracious King of mine

May I but hearken to His call

And freely give my all in all.

Wednesday

Of this leperous body cleanse me

From its selfishness defend me

Thou art King and Lord of all

You answer every humble call

Hear my plea to be made clean

Let not my sinfulness be seen

But wash away my awful guilt

In me Your temple be rebuilt

Thursday

Grant wisdom to this heart of mine

That I may ever choose

My will to that of Yours align

And never life to lose

The way of love, the depths You see

Go far beyond my mind

I need Your grace to set me free

That wisdom I could find

Friday

How could we miss the elephant

That stands within the room

And be a fool so confident

Yet headed straight for doom?

The Artist's hand is evident

In all the works we see

In every tiny element

Or in the mighty sea.

Let me not be that foolish one

Who passes every day

And never sees the Father's Son

In those along the way

Give me a heart to love the poor

And know that they deserve

To know Your love and care is sure

And grace without reserve

Inspire me to holiness

In all I say and do

Let me give up my coziness

To be much more like You

Saturday

Will faith be found upon this land

Will we obey the Lord's command,

And pray in this persistent way

To fill our needs for every day?