1/5/20 Through 1/11/20

1/5/20 Through 1/11/20

Sunday

Men of wisdom, men of old

Bringing gifts of myrrh and gold,

Frankincense and praise to Thee,

Spark such wondrous love in me.

Help me see the signs and know

Clearly how my steps should go.

Let me offer all to Thee,

And may my gifts, accepted be.

Monday

The Kingdom of heaven is near

The time for repentance is here.

A great light has shown, and Christ is made known,

Cast out is the darkness and fear.

True poverty children is this

To recognize Him and not miss

There is nothing we own, if the truth be made known,

All comes from the One we dismiss.

Tuesday

Within our grasp yet far away

The grace sufficient for each day

The food to feed the masses there

In Catholic churches everywhere.

Yet only few will come and dine

Partaking of the bread and wine

That blessed, became the flesh and blood

To bring about the graces flood.

Yet even many gathered there

In spite of what, in truth, they share

Will fail to recognize in bread

The Word by which they're truly fed.

Receive no more with doubt in mind,

This food is far a different kind.

A food to join with Love Divine

And welcome in this heart of mine.

Wednesday

He sent them all along their way

Then took some time alone to pray

To clearly hear the Father speak,

Then on to save the frail and weak.

His time alone to pray would be

His strength throughout His ministry,

To mold unto the Father's will,

And for our sins, His blood to spill.

We too must listen everyday

To hear and know the proper way.

For flesh, with pleasure, oft deceives,

But one who listens well receives.

A daily fiat paves the way

For God to brighten everyday.

To cure the leper, heal the lame

And magnify His Holy Name.

Thursday

If you hate the one you see

How can you say that you love me?

For there before you I abide,

No matter what the flesh may hide.

Friday

That you may know, I write these things

That tell of what the Savior brings.

A cleansing mercy everywhere

Repentant sinners will but dare

Confess their wrong, and seek to change

And love, for selfishness, exchange.

What mercy is extended there,

What healing of our every care.

The leper cleansed and overjoyed

When Mercy grants to fill the void

With love and kindness undeserved

And dignity, at last, preserved.

Saturday

If we ask within His will 

The Lord is faithful ever still

To hear and grant our every need

And in the process, faith to feed.

But He must increase everyday

And I must learn the humble way.

For but a messenger am I

To point the way and testify.