9/3/23 Through 9/9/23

 9/3/23 Through 9/9/23

Sunday

At some point, every man will see

How worthless things on earth can be

Without lasting satisfaction

All on earth will lose attraction.

Only that which lasts forever

Worthy of our life's endeavor

Cross and glory come together

Like the flight of bird, and feather.

Shun not that which leads to glory

Suffering for love's the story

That redeemed the souls forever

With a love no sin can sever.

Born anew as once in Garden

Let His love, your sins all pardon

And then in turn repeat the word

Until all men on earth have heard.

Monday

Among the common, lies the gem

The heavenly, from earthly stem

But those familiar cannot see

For blinded by their pride they be.

Upon this One, the Spirit rests

By every measure passing tests

But obstinate, will not believe

And so no miracle receive.

\Persistent to this very day

The disbelieving have their way

And proudly by the diamond pass

Assuming it no more than glass.

Believers though can recognize

The truth and love within His eyes

And see the many facets there

That prove His love beyond compare.

Monday in Adoration

I'm here to hear Your word today

To listen well and then obey

I come with trepidation for

I know You always ask for more.

But two can play that game as well.

I've read where You would people tell

To ask and seek and search and find

And so, Your precious gifts be mined

So, here I am imploring You

To make my will afresh and new

Accord with Yours in every way

Detached from all that holds my sway.

Tuesday

The thief has come to steal

What He cannot possess

The demons, they are real

With mortals they contest.

Jealousy the motive

Shared misery the goal

Lies that are emotive

And sway a weakened soul.

Alert and sober be

Awake at every turn

For traps they set to see

And unto God return

Wednesday

Read again My Gospel story

See in there My Road to Glory

Days are filled with mercy granting

Seeds of love in masses planting

Do as I would do each morning

With my silent prayer adorning

Come and seek My Father's yearning

There His will and favor learning

There one poor and wretched seeming

Finds His love in torrent streaming

Grace for every daily trial

Help to walk the extra mile

Thursday

The deeper the water the bigger the fish

A catch that's beyond the best that you wish

So do as He says and "put out in the deep".

For that's where the catch of your life you will reap.

The cowardly stay in the boat near the shore

But longing, and yearning, and craving for more.

They heard, but afraid, of the call He has made

The gift of their all, that to all He has bade.

So, trust and obey for the net that you cast

Is eternity bound and forever will last

It's required of all that the All be obeyed

For nothing they'll have, where the cowardly stayed.

Friday

King of all kings, to be born such a way

With naught for a bed, but a manger with hay.

And Queen of the angels and saints up above

What a one of obedience, patience, and love!

The great and the powerful, bending so low

That all ever living should know where to go.

To meet with Queen Mother who stands at His side

And asks us to all come along for a ride.

The path where He leads us, with trial is fraught

But then, in the end, to glory we're brought.

By trusting His love every step of the way,

Like Mary, we're led to that manger with hay.

To the lowly abode where All Holiness reigns

Where obedience leads us through sorrows and pains

To find that self-giving, as odd as it seems,

Will lead in the end, to the land of our dreams.

So, come with the Mother to worship the Son

If the stirring of faith in your heart has begun.

And learn from the lowly, the way of on high,

Where the joy of the Savior forever is nigh.

Saturday

Lord of the Sabbath and Lord of my life

Lord in the plenty and Lord in the strife

Lord in the good times when all is at peace

Lord when the trials seem never to cease.

The Lord of all lords, and King of all kings

In times of calamity, comfort He brings

The Lord of the sea, and Lord of the sky

The Lord for the faithful, and those who deny

No matter our poverty, wealth, or our fame

The Lord is our Lord, forever the same.

Unmoving, unchanging, and loving for all.

Why is it so few ever answer His call?