2/18/18 Through 2/24/18

2/18/18 Through 2/24/18

Sunday

He set amid the clouds up high

His bow across a darkened sky

A sign of how His love has been

A sign of rescue from our sin

Believe the Gospel as He said

For Christ has risen from the dead

Repent, but more than turn around

Then hasten to where Love is found

Monday

The simplest of heaven's keys

Is how you treat the least of these

Do you feed that hungry guy,

Or do you turn, and pass him by?

Do you warm the shiv'ring soul

Or try to make the broken whole? 

Do you visit prisons where

So many souls are in despair?

We can't ignore the needs of these

And think, that we, the Lord will please

For how we treat the little one

Is how we treat God's only Son

Tuesday

In need of daily bread this day

I pray You guide the words I say

That not a word returning void

But every evil now destroyed

A humble voice of love give me

That when they look, it's You they see

And spark in them from up above

Now once again the fire of love.

Wednesday

Reluctant servant though I be

Grant wisdom for this heart in me

Discernment for my simple mind

That Your true will I surely find

And once Your will is clear to me

Let me pursue it joyfully

Not turning toward my own desire

But facing boldly holy fire

Thursday

What comfort in this shining light

That guides our way through darkest night

The Rock You gave to be our guide

This Church You called to be Your bride

Friday

Jesus make me turn from sin

And fix my eyes on You

I let the flesh so often win

And turn away from You

I wish to be a steadfast heart

Unwav'ring in the wind

A servant faithful to his part

And not, the one who sinned

But I am weak and often fall

The flesh to satisfy

My sin becomes my shameful shawl

And guilt to multiply

Then turning once again to You

I see Your loving eyes

The healing and forgiveness too

A love that satisfies

Saturday

Love the ones that don't love you

That find the fault in all you do

The ones who criticize your ways

And never utter words of praise

God loves them too, to our surprise

He sees with very different eyes

He sees the depth of every heart

And sees a precious work of art.