10/6/19 Through 10/12/19

10/6/19 Through 10/12/19

Sunday

Faith an enigmatic thing

To which He calls us all to cling

To trust in spite of what we see

And let the Lord, our Shepherd be.

He leads us through the valley dim

If we but put our trust in Him,

And uses every trial faced

To prove our trust is not misplaced.

Monday

I wish to not be much involved

To live a quiet life.

For other lives be quite absolved,

And be with comforts rife.

But Priest and Levite were the same

Consumed with other cares.

Unwilling to accept the blame

For how the stranger fares.

They walked along without a thought

Of who their neighbor be.

And I must see, as well I ought,

The Levite there is me.

So waken me throughout this day

To where my neighbor lies.

And make me stop along the way

To lift his grim disguise.

Tuesday

Help me choose the better part,

A fool and weak am I.

Help me see Your work of art 

With trust, and faithful eye.

Cast off the burden of my sin

And lead me to repent.

That I may learn to enter in,

And freely give ascent.

To every word You speak to me

Throughout my every day

And come with all the saints to see

You truly are the Way!

Wednesday

Our Father on this very day

You know what I'm about to say.

Like Jonah, I have often fled

And yet with manna still You fed.

So faithful, righteous, kind, and good

Yet unrepentant there I stood.

A hundred twenty thousand there,

But in my mind, some shade the care.

Help me see as You see Lord

Who for each sinful man out-poured

Your blood upon that rugged tree

So every sinner could be free.

Let me forgive as you forgave

And let my love, be such to save.

That here Your kingdom come to be

To change them all, but also, me!

Thursday

Once again, before You Lord

To ask what I cannot afford.

To change this sinful heart of mine

And make it look much more like Thine.

Make it be on fire with love

In search of only that above.

Abandoning all base desire

Filled with blazing holy fire.

My Jesus, how I long for You 

To permeate all that I do.

And make me keenly self-aware

How much I need my daily prayer.

To reinforce it every morn

From You, is every blessing born.

From You, is every breath I take,

To You, a morning off'ring make.

Friday

What have I done, to further Your will?

The darkness and cloud envelop me still.

The demons of death and horrors of hate,

Seem never to wane, or to evil abate.

New life that we bring is more threatened each day

By the ways of the world, attempting to sway

Into darkness of selfishness, envy, and greed,

Where demons, by legions indulge and then breed.

The seven-fold terror upon us has spread

Where mothers will murder, and babies are dead.

But the day of the Lord's second coming is near

And all who have sinned should be trembling in fear.

The days of His mercy will come to an end

Where justice will reign, and the evil descend,

To darkness eternal, where flame never dies,

With no one to hear all the pleading and cries.

Oh Lord, save us now, before it's too late.

Take our hearts made of stone to the evil negate.

With a new heart of flesh turn our eyes upon You,

And daily, Your love, in our hearts please renew.

Saturday

Most precious virgin mother kind

Be still my heart, and to it bind

Your heart immaculate and pure.

Best way to meet your Son for sure!

To follow in obedience

The way of most expedience.

To say as you, "Let it be done."

Will bring us closer to your Son.