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closets
“Come out of that closet child? lets go somewhere” I would coaxed my daughter many afternoons. Forever I will remember the face of her reluctant obedience as she would leave behind her beautiful world to go walk with me to a park. As we walked she would awaken out of her imaginary world . Slowly…
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Live Stream
They said that I could not come and see you They said I could imagine you were here with me They said I should dress as if you were coming to see me They said I should put chair and cross and water out for you So I did , I dressed , I lit…
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Ashes , Ashes, we all fall down
What shall we do in this vineyard of palms ? where Prudentius’s vices are verdant fronds? where we pretend to be “Blessed “trunks from the very first psalm While our roots sit shallow in a climate so calm What shall be our song ? While vile villains and viruses threaten the crop ? shall we…
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Packin’
Oh Father God I’m so sorry to say I went packin’ today Down the road far away From the church and the gun Far away I will run See Father God I’m “ different, weird, odd” the church folks say They don’t all agree on Jesus , The way So I wasn’t sure to stay…
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Parched
His lips are like concrete cracked beneath a florescent sun my hands are gloved blue to hold one more moistened sponge not hyssop or wine, nor vinegar,whiskey or the enemy gall just one drop of water, i say …” one drop , the physician says that all.” his eyes draw open , a pool of…
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Petals For The King
There are rose petals on the sidewalk outside the Church today. I nod to them as I walk to the chapel. I see them lay prostrate. Unattached alone. Emojis of Advent. anyone who passes can see them. I cannot nod at those who walk beside me. They have head down at feet or phone. We…
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The Arsononist
Dear Sirs , I write to say, I no longer need your appraisal today. See, There is an arsonist who inspects my house. He gave an estimate of me since I first lost my spouse. He looked at foundation and function ,shingles and shutters He looked at wood and brick , fireplace and gutters many…
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Acedia
UP from THE COUCH, away from ACEADIA , I rise “ACEDIA ,excuse me, I sense I must exit to leave. Because , It is NOW too late for me to roll up a sleeve. Somehow now I see I cannot wrestle you away from this place. I see that You have put a choke hold…
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My Everlasting New
I told them “time is always new when it finds its rest in you.” I told them of days so pure yet wild , with your love so true. How it is lit with flashes of your Face Of never setting Rays .. Dew drips Mercy on mornings “Amen ” from you oh Ancient of…
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A Thanks Giving (Eucharist)
We have no thanks to give ‘til what’s dead comes to LIFE Our bodies code blue from a heart killed by strife. Whats dead cannot praise ! Limp arms cannot raise! What’s dead cannot sing! Nor speak of a good thing! Whats dead cannot open eyes Or have strength of legs to rise! Now ,…
vunglaub
Glimpsing Grace through practices of the rule of St. Benedict and the Cistercian charisms . This site is personal pondering of what it means to be fully human and yet only children in relationship to God. “Beloved, we are God’s children now and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when He appears we shall be like him, because we shall see him as He is . “ 1 John 3:2