7/10/22 Through 7/16/22

 7/10/22 Through 7/16/22

Sunday

Not if far-off lands away

Or far across the sea

Is His command and perfect way

Intended just for me.

Within the reach, before the eyes.

As close as you to me.

Not hidden in some cheap disguise,

But there for all to see.

To do, is that which still remains.

The hardest part you see,

for only if my will contains

The action am I free.

My neighbor surely I must know

Is anyone in need.

I come across the way I go

And love by word and deed.

The chance arrives in every day

To stop or just pass by

To follow in the Master's way

And help the other guy.

A neighbor sure I want to be,

But can I spare the time

To help another one to see

The way this hill to climb?

Monday

Let love my motivation be

And sacrifice at home in me

The widow's mite dropped in as love

And trust in providence above.

No more self-loving acts of greed

Or sacrifice to ego feed

But acts of love in every case

Will strengthened by accepted grace.

So weak am I but strong art Thee

Attend, I beg, my humble plea.

So make me like a saint of Thine,

Let love through all the darkness shine.

Tuesday

When the day of judgment comes

And truth for all is known

Pride to purest love succumbs

And all our sins we own.

His patient love has waited long

And signs from heaven sent

Inviting to His fold belong,

But ye would not repent.

Sodom and Gommorah met

A swift and just decree

But if repentance you forget,

There's more that waits for thee.

So turn this time, delay no more

And as was Lot, be saved

And then the King of kings adore,

Be nevermore enslaved.

Wednesday

One childlike in trust and hope

Will find the peace for which we grope.

The Father be revealed to those

Obedient, who goodness chose.

But they that choose another way

Will seek, but never thirst allay.

For He reveals to little ones

The way to be the Father's sons.

Thursday

Lily of the Mohawks pray

That all would come to Christ this day.

That those so steeped in worldly cares

Would find the One their burden shares.

That they would find in Holy Bread

The source by which the soul is fed.

Abiding in His presence there

A joy and rest beyond compare.

Then learn to trust His every word

And turn their back on others heard.

For peace prevails when we obey

And follow in the Master's way.

Friday

Without wisdom, we falter

And fall into sin.

Then forsaking the altar, 

Our pride will creep in.

When entitlement minded

With gratitude lost

Then to wisdom, we're blinded

A terrible cost.

So remain with the humble

And trust in the One.

Watch the obstacles tumble

When faced by the Son.

Trust in God and God alone

One forever true

Recognize when clearly shown

Love of Him for you.

Saturday

Oh Lord, how easily we're fooled,

By passion and by pride, we're ruled.

The flesh we feed and world obey

And rarely ever stop to pray.

When filled with noise we cannot hear

By silence only, we draw near.

Give pause to us throughout the din

To rest a while and enter in.

To enter in the world of love

And peek our head, the clouds above.

To find the beautiful and true

And draw us ever near to You.