As soon as the blessings come, the evil begins. That devil and his kind delight in your sins. After the prayer, at the heels of your feet, the darkness takes its deluding seat. Do you follow God, or, are you deceived, by the glorious light the devil retrieved? A persnickety one — that angel of light; the one you battle often, often losing the fight. … Continue reading Patient Being
What is the good Christian? I legitimately ask. Is it the one who goes to church? The one who completes a fast? Maybe it is the devout on their knees, with Holy Rosary beads. Or, the one that flogs themseves because the guilt inside impedes. Is it the guy in the same pew each week? The gal translating in Greek? Perhaps it’s the finely dressed … Continue reading Greater Is He?
Anxiety stricken Beating heart On the verge of falling apart Nerves are shot Sweats and shakes Clinching this disaster as the still ground quakes Try to breathe Close my eyes Nothing works and it’s no surprise Everyone wonders why I’m exhausted now They offer advice but they don’t know how Ease today Doc pushed the pill Come back next month for another bill Pill wouldn’t … Continue reading Descension
Running back to yesterdays Different times and different ways Choosing to relive another time Picking up what we left behind Maybe reliving will be better now Perhaps how we were then will be pleasing somehow We think this but then we find those things were better left behind Trying again is such a waste We had left the old familiar space because the life no … Continue reading Replay
Flaunting wisdom. Flaunting pride. Flaunting those nagging things we should have kept inside. Flaunting the wealth. Flaunting vanity. Flaunting how they are better than you or me. Flaunting their God — the same One we have. Any chance to flaunt and deliver the stab. Why flaunt the wisdom? Why flaunt the pride? Why does comparison never subside? Why flaunt the wealth and the vice of … Continue reading Subordinate
As a silent observer, I often view my world from the outside. In other words, I take the time to examine myself — the practicalities, emotions, responses, etc. Being in tune with me. This morning, I have been observing a recurring, personal fact. This post may be considered a bit morbid for some, but I tend to write from my heart. I often think about … Continue reading Awaiting
No, not Acts of the Bible. My mother used to tell me, “It’s okay!” when I would begin to cry after seeing people in wheelchairs. She would tell me that they couldn’t walk. It was just devastating for me to see that they were not able to. When I was a very young boy, I was exposed to a lot of grief. Search my blog … Continue reading Acts