Meditating to Heal

Gifts

 

God has blessed me

with the heart of a teacher.

I sustain the weary

with my prayerful words.

I stand with others

in our struggles,

in our damaged society.

Let us persevere

on the race before us

to live in the glory

and light of God.

 

Songs of Moses, Jesus, Martin

 

Moses sings,

“I will sing to the Lord.”

Listen, follow

God’s words

Manna from heaven.

Believe, forgive

Jesus on the cross

Forgives and cries

“why have you forsaken me.”

Martin prays

“I have a dream.”

Live in God’s light,

follow and listen,

forgive and believe,

live and love.

This is all that is asked;

sing and dream

God does not abandon.

She lives within us . . .

always

A simple prayer

 

You brought me

from my mother’s womb

to serve my brothers

and my sisters.

At times, I ignore

Your message

and follow

my own path.

All this time,

You are the rock

of my refuge,

but I do not recognize You

in the shadows.

For many years,

I lived outside

of your protective fortress.

You brought me

into the light,

allowing me

to again become

a child of Your light.

I am no longer trying to hide from You.

 

As You brought the Israelites

From Egypt,

from the horrid slavery

of the Pharaoh,

through the Holy Spirit,

you free me

from the spiritual slavery

of modern society.

I fill my lips

with your praise,

with your glory

for the remainder

of my days.

 

 

Glory Revealed

nature surrounds with beauty

a snow-capped mount

a river-blessed valley

every inch exalted

a regal condor sharing fresh air

with a tiny garden gnat

a kingly elephant

trembling from a stinging bee

a blue whale balleting

with a school of anchovies

every creature blessed

from a tiny atom

to a massive Jupiter

all share in being blessed

why do we destroy

the glory revealed

 

Poor in Spirit

“In the beginning was the Word,

And the Word was with God.”

He was born into poverty,

and with the poor He toils.

His spirit is eternity,

no beginning, no end.

His light shines within us,

bringing comfort and grace.

We cry to him from the depths

of our depression and our plight.

We are poor in spirit,

except when we find

His presence in our lives.

Covid-19

 

Be glad and rejoice

Fear not this Covid

for God hears our voice

ever since the time of David

 

We are promised life eternal

A concept hard to grab

But God is our internal

We are His Hansom cab

 

We trust in You, O Lord

Our lives are in your hand

We are of Your accord

As we walk Your holy land

 

Deliver us from harm

From enemies far and near

Embrace us in Your arms

We are Your volunteers

 

Be gracious to us now

For we are in distress

We waste away in sorrow

This virus does progress

 

We live under its scheme

We are its broken vessel

But we walk along Your beam

And in Your love, we nestle

Your Goodness Abounds

Your blessings are many.

We share the wisdom given freely.

We are just one creature on Your earth.

You have given us the seas, great, wide, fruitful.

You have blessed the earth with your fullness.

We feed from Your seas and Your earth,

but we are not good shepherds,

destroying all in our paths.

Still, you open Your hands,

filling us with goodness.

You are loving and forgiving;

we come to your presence

asking for your light to shine.

Grant that heaven is truly within;

guide us to restore;

Your earth, Your seas, Your life-giving air

that we may again rejoice

in your plentiful world.

 

Batter my Heart, Dear God;

 

I am broken by life.

I live to be the rock for others,

but I fail to share Your gifts.

My body is weakened,

captive to society’s commands.

My every breath is consumed

by the desire of others.

Am I helping, O God?

are my efforts to aid

Destroyed by avarice?

Can I restore my soul

And pleasing to your eyes?

I knock on your door

But I get no response.

I am betrothed to your grace

and embraced by your breath.

My love for you is all consuming,

yet life makes me doubt your presence.

Great Father, I ask forgiveness

as I try to rise and stand without You.

Please enthrall my battered heart.

 

Gethsemane

 

Went to the garden

with three of his own;

wanted their strength,

his misery hath grown.

 

Fell on his face,

“Father, if it be possible,

let this pass from me;”

was so alone in God’s grace

agony had gripped this sacred plea

 

Returned to find the three asleep,

“Can you not watch with me?”

Is this vigil so hard to keep?

Then leaves the three.

 

“Father, I drink it, thy will be done.”

The three still slept; he was alone.

 

He prayed for forgiveness not strife;

and walked into pain.

He prayed for strength in his short life,

but walked into death with nothing to gain.

 

In three days, he rose.

defeating all deaths.

And as everyone knows,

it’s God’s gifts He bequeaths.

 

Comfort in the time of Trial

 

speak kindly to one another

do not retire angry

share with the needy

tender hearts rule the day

forgive

as we are forgiven

obey the voice

of God

within you

within us all

open hearts to

all humanity

do not turn away

from those who displease

make our hearts

be filled with calm waters

comfort

as we are comforted

 

speak kindly to one another

tender hearts rule the day