1/30/22 Through 2/5/22

 1/30/22 Through 2/5/22

Sunday

Patiently I wait to hear

The voice that always draws me near.

Encouraging to hold the line,

And not be swayed by "friends" of mine.

He calls the meek and humble kind

That in obedience will find

There's freedom in the way He shows,

And none the way the wicked goes.

Monday

Insanity is when we choose

A pleasure now, to later lose,

When Satan whispers in the ear

And we believe the lies we hear.

No need to bridle passions now,

The law is just to disallow

The pleasures that our hearts desire,

And shall not lead to endless fire.

A burning comes from either way.

Far better that, when we obey.

For passions in unending flame

Of self-importance blind and maim,

But flames of love will purify

And change the heart to multiply

What we receive in favor of

Our choice to seek the Father's love.

Tuesday

So much within Your word today,

So much to savor all the day.

How great Your love for every child,

The little ones and those defiled.

Hope You give to suffering souls.

A word or touch from You consoles.

Our burdens You will gladly bear,

That all might be of love aware.

Wednesday

So, what does "ready" really mean?

Could I, that day, be standing seen,

Or fallen prostrate there before

The Holy One whom we adore?

Well, "ready" means I've done my best,

Prepared His way, and passed the test,

Repented of my many sins

And found the place where love begins.

Where love has conquered base desire

And will to suffer, I acquire.

So far away I am today

Oh, change my heart, dear Lord I pray.

Show me the joy in all I do

When trying to get close to You,

And all my emptiness please fill,

Then mold me to Your holy will.

So on that day I'll stand and cheer

As you, my Lord, are drawing near,

Confident that You have won

And come for Your adopted son.

Thursday

Shake the dust and move along

Don't dwell on those who think you wrong.

The seed you scatter may take root,

And someday also bear some fruit.

For God it is that makes things grow,

And how or when is His to know.

Ours is just to do God's will,

To be His hands, or be His quill.

Don't let pride be your inflation

Harbor not annoyed vexation.

Shake it off, be on your way,

Another waits for what you say.

1/14 Adoration

Jesus, in the silence bless me,

Eucharistic love caress me.

Still the spirit, calm the mind.

Lead me to contentment find.

Satisfied by only Thee

Come and dwell down deep in me.

Turn me from my base desire

Make my heart, to You aspire.

Take my meager offering,

My little bit of suffering,

The inconvenience in my day,

And turn it round to fit Your way.

Your way to share the cross with me.

A tiny splinter saved to be

The little bit that I can bear

And turn into an offering prayer.

Make of me a servant true,

One who offers all to You,

Holds not back from Love Divine.

When all is Yours, then ALL is mine.

Friday

How wicked now we've come to see,

Unbridled in brutality

Will stop at nothing everyday

To live their vicious, sinful way.

A life to them a lowly thing,

Worth no more than useless bling.

They rule by fear and savage might

Attempting to their wrong make right.

But truth and justice, we know win

The final battle over sin.

The cross has triumphed o'er the grave,

Repentant sinners, all to save.

Saturday

For all the wisdom, wives, and gold

A foolish king do we behold,

Who let his heart be swayed by sin

And welcomed pagan worship in.

The shepherd having gone astray

Cannot discern the proper way

To lead the sheep to pasture green,

Or turn away from that unclean.

Be wiser than that king today

And choose the humble, simple way.

Be led by Him whose love is true,

And follow where He's calling you.

For wisdom's value falls away

If we don't follow on the way

And choose a road of selfish lust,

Instead of that, of love and trust.