10/8/23 Through 10/14/23

 10/8/23 Through 10/14/23

Sunday

The vine is trained within a frame

To maximize its fruit

For like a child, if left run wild

In vain is the pursuit

With careful pruning, watered well

A harvest comes our way.

Untended though, but leaves will grow

And sour fruit our pay.

The Master gives the all we need

To fruitful branches grow.

It's up to us to then succeed

Or to the sluggard, woe.

Monday

Mother Mary, lead and guide me

Christ my Savior, feed and chide me

All my ways so crooked, bent

Lead far away from where I'm sent.

I rather seek for calm and still,

For comfort and my pleasure fill,

But just like Jonah find instead

That to the monster I am fed.

Tuesday

Come and spend some time with Me

All your daily cares let be

Just sit and listen, let Me speak,

There you'll find the peace you seek.

Worries all will melt away

If you listen and obey

My word will calm your greatest fear

If you'd be quieted to hear.

Wednesday

A merciful and gracious Lord

His depth of love quite unexplored.

We rarely understand His ways

For retribution fills our days.

He calls for man to be like Him

Not be the one so sad and grim.

Rejoice when blinded see the light

Give welcome then instead of spite.

For each of us has fallen too

And walked on Evil's Avenue.

Our debt could never be repaid

But Mercy has our debt allayed

Thursday

Lord, give me eyes to see beyond

The boundaries of time.

For deep within the heart has spawned

A mountain there to climb.

To see You answer every prayer

In ways beyond us known.

That show how much for each You care,

And none are left alone.

The thorns I pray to be removed

You say are thorns of love.

And many times before you've proved

Your ways so high above.

But still I beg for strength to bear

My little crosses well

To always make me well aware,

In weakness, You excel.

Friday

Lord, drive the demons far away

Then teach my soul to weep and pray

Repentance be my soul's desire

Then fill my soul with holy fire.

Swept clean of evil, filled with love

And modeling the best thereof

Oh, keep me safe forevermore

That evil be my path no more.

Your finger on me ever be

That evil, far away would flee

And place your Spirit deep within

To keep me ever far from sin.

Saturday

How blest are those who just obey

The ones whom Love has shown the Way

How pure and simple life becomes

When to His will, our will succumbs.

Love, who made our very being

One all-knowing, One all-seeing

 Knows quite well just how to fill us

What will bless, and what will kill us.

All He seeks for man is good

So, obey Him each man should

There all blessings shall be shown

There true purpose shall be known.

Sinful seek for only one

But the Father's only Son

Showed how love will conquer all 

If we but heed His daily call.