𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝.
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞
𝐎𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬.
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞
𝐈𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞
𝐈𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞.
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠;
𝐓𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐰
𝐀𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬.
Let us not saddened be by things of time
But live in truth of Your eternal now
Where sense is found in all of heaven’s rhyme
And You with meaning all our lives endow.
May we surrender to Your truth revealed
In Jesus by Your Holy Trinity
Who our salvation with His Blood has sealed
As in our lives unfolds who we’re to be.
In heaven there awaits for each a place
We learn to fill here in time’s rolling tide,
For Resurrection makes for us a space
Both here and there–with families we’ll abide.
The tide of time alone won’t have its way;
Eternal now will have the final say.
O Lord, You’ve broken down my walls,
My fortress is no more;
In desperation now I call:
“Please save me!” I implore.
Then He steps through my open door
I can no longer shut
And meets me in my spirit poor;
My pride no longer struts.
Learn metaethics always fails—
Autonomy my sin—
Desires of mine became my jail;
Please make me free again.
Then Spirit He within me breathes,
And I forgiveness know
As I fall down upon my knees–
New life in me bestowed.
At last my heart can clearly see
All Jerichos are doomed,
And in His castle there will be
For each of us a room.
There all the rooms have open doors
So He can come and go
With others who have spirits poor–
Together love Him so.
Your love, O Lord, is all I need
To see me through this day
Or else I’ll be a shaken reed
And won’t be on Your way.
Without You path is slippery slope,
My feet no traction gain,
And fast recedes my only hope
To flee from my sin’s pain.
But with Your love I rise above
The mess that I have made,
And upward walk with Spirit’s Dove
To light beyond sin’s shade
Your love I see when I look up
To gaze on Trinity
And know both there and here I’ll sup
On feast that makes me free.
Your love comes now in Body, Blood,
Unites Your heaven, earth,
For as a Man You with us stood
To give to us new birth.
And each new person walks with You
Who heaven, earth connect,
For in them both Your love we view–
Await what happens next.
I see the watch fire of Your camp
When I step in Your nave–
A beacon that’s Your signal lamp
That You are here to save.
I walk the aisle and genuflect
And settle in my pew;
I take a moment to reflect
On You who make life new.
In every Catholic Church You’re here
To save us from ourselves–
From selfishness that brings us near
To Satan to earth fell.
Your watch fire is Your beacon’s call
To come, take Your light yoke,
And not to let Old Adam’s fall
Mute words on earth You spoke.
For every day You to us come
To speak Your words again,
To give vocation to become
Ourselves who’re free from sin.
And in this Church You give us You,
Your Body and Your Blood–
Make each vocation ever new
As Your life in us floods.
Today we step into a place
That our hands haven’t made,
An everlasting holy space
Where Truth on altar laid.
For Jesus is God’s way and life
Found in His Body, Blood;
With Mary, knows His Cross brings light.
We stand where she has stood.
For Cross allows Him to be raised
And conquer death for us,
A beacon meant to our world save,
Breathe life into our dust.
For Spirit brings His Cross to each
To death submit with Him–
Brings us within His risen reach
And leaves in grave our sin.
His Spirit’s breath is heaven’s air
That we can breathe on earth,
And we can smell His garden fair
As earth knows its new birth.
Let me draw water from Your spring
That never will run dry,
For I to You my dry heart bring;
Without You my heart dies.
In my heart there is nothing worth
Unless you irrigate
With water once gave me new birth;
Please be on time, not late.
Keep me connected to Your vine
Or I will perish here,
Give me Your Blood made from Your wine
And cast out all my fear.
Your bread Your Body will then come—
With Blood and water lives—
In me with You my heart becomes
A place where You forgive.
Then in my weakness others see
Your strength will make hearts great,
When to You we will bend our knee
We’re saved from Adam’s fate.
Your water, Body, Blood are all
Our hearts will ever need
To save us from Old Adam’s fall
As our heart’s cry You heed.
𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰—
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 “𝐈 𝐀𝐦”—
𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 “𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈𝐬” 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰,
𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐛.
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 “𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬,” 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧,
𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐧,
𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝
𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐧.
𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞
𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧
𝐎𝐧 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
𝐀𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐧.
𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞.
MEMORIAL, JANUARY 28
O Lord, I am a white-washed wall
Surrounding human vile
Inherited from Adam’s fall
With twisted human will.
And yet there’s knowledge deep inside,
Some goodness there remains–
Gives me a hope there still abides
Your image, although stained.
The knowledge of my human wrong
Is first step to Your right,
But evil in me is so strong
I need in me Your might.
But it’s so hard for me to see
That might in human life;
Your strength found in humility
Amid our human strife.
For as a Child to world You came
From Mother, one of us;
Humility of her was same
As took You to the Cross.
“I am the Lord’s Handmaid,” she said—
Became “Thy will be done;”
In Garden You’re new human head
And with Your Mother one.
And now there stirs within my heart
Humility’s own strength.
Like You I’m called to Mary’s part;
With New Eve I must think.
And when I say “I’m Lord’s handmaid,”
In me Your image see;
Your goodness there which you have made,
With Mary, sets me free.
Come, make us holy, Lord,
Through Your forgiveness here
That we may You adore
Both here and when we’re there.
May we rest in her lap
As Mary mothers us
That even when we nap,
In Jesus we will trust.
May we our offerings bring
To You with holy hands
And hearts that in us sing–
Spread joy throughout the land.
And when our days here end,
We will to heaven go
On Spirit’s breath You send
To all who love You so.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 