8/23/20 Through 8/29/20

 8/23/20 Through 8/29/20

Sunday

A point at which the water sheds

A point of great divide.

A point where love and goodness spreads 

Or selfishness abides. 

The liar, Lord, or lunatic 

Divides the chaff and wheat. 

Each soul must make that crucial pick, 

To love or face the heat. 

“You are the Christ”, as Simon said. 

No other One but You. 

The question now is where we head, 

And what we choose to do. 

Monday 

The Church, our guide along the way 

To shine the light of truth each day 

To lead His flock here safely home, 

And through His many mysteries comb. 

Authority He gave to her 

And special powers did confer 

To consecrate the bread and wine 

And change to flesh of One divine. 

To bind and loose upon the earth 

To offer sinners here new birth 

To grace confer upon the flock, 

And ways of holiness unlock. 

Tuesday 

Hypocrites and blinded guides 

Use not what the Lord provides. 

Clear instructions how to live 

And what, to God, we’re called to give. 

A life of love His great command 

To God and neighbor, as He planned 

Not rules for cumin, mint, and rue 

But yes to love in all you do. 

Wednesday 

Reveal in me what needs to change 

Misguided righteousness exchange 

For true repentance, and a share 

Of life eternal with You there. 

May all my work be focused on 

The robes eternal that we don. 

When life upon the earth will close 

And all our sin, You will expose. 

Retire not, a zeal for Thee, 

But set my sights eternally, 

And make my days forever Yours 

Unmoved by all the temporal lures. 

Thursday 

Look beyond this world today 

To light eternal in its day. 

That day, facades will all be gone, 

And all unto the light be drawn. 

That day reveals the tried and true 

The one whose trust was placed in You 

Who served with vigor, come what may, 

Despite his master gone away. 

Sharing daily what was grown 

From seed before, so deftly sown. 

To feed the household with such fare 

As if the Master, always there. 

Such love reflects the Master’s care 

And shows the servant worth his share 

For each is called to serve this way, 

And share the word received today. 

Friday 

This aging process is a gift. 

A way for heart and mind to lift 

To throne of mercy, throne of grace 

To everlasting dwelling place. 

The oil gathered here below 

Will light our way and clearly show 

That mercy’s time is here and now 

We must repent, and change somehow. 

The hour though unknown to all 

Will come to great, and come to small. 

So each must have the oil when 

And not be looking for it then. 

The time for mercy’s while we breathe. 

Have faith and trust, in Him, believe. 

For judgment comes when unannounced, 

And empty flasks will be denounced. 

Confess, repent, and turn around. 

For there is oil freely found. 

There’s not a moment here to waste, 

For all, with judgment, will be faced.

Saturday

The foolish often shame the wise,

Expose their folly and their lies.

The weak He chooses strong to shame

Confounding those of lofty name.

Truth will come from those despised

Like John, at Jordan, who baptized,

Or simple folks who answer well,

And shy not from the truth to tell.