Forehead on the floor Poured out in love for God’s own Priest, guide, victim
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14. Sacrament Haiku: Marriage
To have and to hold A future unknown, for two Walking together
12. Sacrament Haiku: Communion
A common substance But uncommon sacrifice Bread, wine…body, blood.
10. Sacrament Haiku: Baptism
Immers’d into love Sputtering, uncertain, wet Claimed by God, with love.
9. To fallen Eden
Who told you you were naked? Who said you’re not enough? Who whispered that your vulnerability Would not be met with love? Who said that you were all alone? Who held you there in fear? Who said that I would come in wrath When I saw you trembling there? Who told you you were naked,ContinueContinue reading “9. To fallen Eden”
8. On discernment
I have told God, point blank, That if He just *told* me What He wanted me to do, Then I would do it Promptly. Did He not understand this?? He told me, Quietly, That if the answer came that simply Then I wouldn’t be required to Trust.
6. What you are
I have a spiritual director; we meet once a month. He asks me about my prayer life, and what parts of the Bible are striking my heart. Every month, he always asks me if there is a scripture passage that I would like to use for meditation. Sometimes I pick one that comes readily toContinueContinue reading “6. What you are”
5. The definition of charity
My sister’s middle name is “Charity,” which the dictionary says is about giving to others in need and the Catechism says is about loving others and God, but I think it might be about the time we were hiking in the frigid north and she (so unfortunately) got diarrhea in the middle of a twelve-mileContinueContinue reading “5. The definition of charity”
3. Based on true events
I ran into a friend of mine, now-ordained, at an event where we were both volunteering. On the way to our cars, I asked if he would hear my confession, and he said he would, so we paused, in the cold January air, in a salt-stained back parking lot off of a busy road. TheContinueContinue reading “3. Based on true events”
February challenge
Last year I tried to write a piece of poetry every day for the month of February. This lasted decently well for the first two weeks. And then, sadly, one of my dearest friends was in a life-threatening accident involving an ambulance and unconsciousness and recovery and, to this day, there are things that hisContinueContinue reading “February challenge”
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