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The Seasons: A Poem

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The Seasons: A Poem

The mad Artist wields His brush, Painted colors rush, To life and give flush, Before the quiet autumn hush. The life seems to pour, As colors fall to the floor, To be seen no more, Outside the dark, grey door. Brightness from below, Sun upon the snow, High, cold clouds blow, Flakes and ice appear to grow. The man melts with little seen, Underneath, pale, grey green, Hides life in dark unseen, Waits for warmth and to careen. Buds on branches show, Patience starts to grow, Trickles, streams and veins flow, Bringing fruits of melted snow. Sprung to life it...

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The Everlasting King

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The Everlasting King

Thursday September 28th, 2018 St. Vincent de Paul Luke 9:1-6 An earthly king doth question who, Be the man who dost such things. Be he a prophet or Elijah of old, Or the one whose neck made sword to ring? The king's perplexed, His vision blurred, His past and future vexed. Can bone and sinew, Join the spirit, And the living flesh? Tis not a prophet from of old, Nor the bane of Baal he sees. Tis not the Voice, No, none of these, Tis the everlasting King. Author's Note:  I realize that not everyone appreciates poetry.  In speaking with...

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He will forgive our debt

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He will forgive our debt

Thursday, September 20th, 2018 Luke 7:36-50 Sts. Andrew Kim Tae-gon, Paul Chong Hasang, and Companions. A darkened soul beneath her skin, Called by name, by the Voice. Deep in her heart confessing sin, Grace building on her choice. The storm of sins flowed from her eyes, Washing her beautiful face. Repentance washed away the lies, Holy fragrance takes their place. Her debt has been forgiven, But Simon's debt remains If him or her we follow, Our debt will find the same.

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The Smallest Act of Love

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The Kingdom of God,
Starts very small,
Like mustard seed or yeast.
Yet when it grows it changes all,
the greatest from which was least.

Our efforts seem,
To no avail,
Or seem to take too long.
Yet when we see the good that's grown,
Happily we are wrong.

Your task it is,
To sow the seed,
To be tiny leaven.
By action, deed, prayer, and thoughts,
Help others on to heaven.

Be not discouraged by failure,
Or slow...

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Into the Night

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Thursday of Holy Week

The sadness of Christ,
For the coming sin,
This one shared his table,
His cup, once a friend.

Betrayal, deceit, and lies,
Who is it Lord?
Surely, it is not I?

One who sits and sups,
One who witnessed all,
One who values passing things,
One who Satan calls.

Betrayal, deceit, and lies,
Who is it Lord?
Surely, it is not I?

Upon his breast his beloved,
This morsel do you see,
To him whom I give,
O...

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