8/11/19 Through 8/17/19

8/11/19 Through 8/17/19

Sunday

Waiting in confident hope

For the grace and the patience to cope.

I wait for a word, just a syllable heard

As the blind, in their darkness will grope.

Sometimes just a tiny tidbit

Is all of the message I git.

But a morsel today, and I'm sent on my way

With instructions to just follow it.

Monday

By whom should the tribute be paid?

The family or masses arrayed?

When Father and Son are essentially one,

The tax, by the bond, is outweighed.

So we don't, their senses offend

To the lake, with a hook, you I send.

Toss it in where you wish, and take out the first fish.

Find a coin there for Me and My friend.

Tuesday

The one returned from desert waste

Great mercy from our Lord will taste.

At one time He has rescued all,

And saved us from a dreadful fall.

But still it is a choice we make

Be humble, and His mercy take,

Or prideful letting mercy ride,

And our own way to tread decide.

Wednesday

With eyes undimmed, no vigor lost,

He saw the land, but never crossed.

He died without the land enjoyed

But was this, for him, grace employed?

He went to his eternal home

With their apostasies unknown.

His part fulfilled within the plan

The people led to Promised Land.

We too a part within His plan,

A job for us no other can.

But we must listen and obey,

If we are well, our part to play.

Thursday

Oh how feeble every word

Describing what the Virgin heard.

Every day herself she gave,

Her purity and man to save.

Unknowing of the plan of God

The way of trust and love, she trod

In those most tender youthful years

Her steadfast purity appears.

And when at last, the angel comes

A Virgin Mother, she becomes

A soul to magnify the Lord.

A heart for piercing by the sword.

Friday

What love has known such unity

Contained in Blessed Trinity?

The bond of man and wife must show

Reflections of this holy glow.

A giving all, with none held back.

A place of love where none shall lack.

A joining of the flesh as one,

Where victory over sin is won.

The marriage bond, by God designed

Where two, as one, are intertwined

And giving all, brings forth new life,

From total gift of man and wife.

Saturday

Let not the whisper change your mind.

Hold fast to where true love we find.

Turn not aside to right or left,

Be those of wickedness bereft.

Courageous, strong, and steadfast be

To all He brings to light to see.

In truth, He knows what's best for man.

If we would follow well His plan.