Monthly Archives: October 2017

Moving on

Reminiscing through North Dakota photos, appreciation for this photo blossomed.

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Daily reading

Brothers and sisters,
we are not debtors to the flesh,
to live according to the flesh.
For if you live according to the flesh, you will die,
but if by the spirit you put to death the deeds of the body,
you will live.

For those who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God.
For you did not receive a spirit of slavery to fall back into fear,
but you received a spirit of adoption,
through which we cry, “Abba, Father!”
The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit
that we are children of God,
and if children, then heirs,
heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ,
if only we suffer with him
so that we may also be glorified with him.

Romans 8::12-17

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A poem

God it is so hard
Leaving us alone
Marion apparitions
Are not enough
Come down
Show us your loving mercy
Please God come down

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A new bad poem

She stole all my words,
She did not like them.
She is my Holy Mother.
She chases me around.

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Catholic website for the literary minded

PILGRIM: A Journal of Catholic Experience

A Poem: MARTYR
By Gabriella Petrillo – Florham Park, New Jersey, USA – 1 March 2017

I have spent my life
Playing in the fire
Where the devil sleeps,
Burning scars with all of those
Who burned with me.

Swayed into the heat until
The flames were gone,
Leaving nothing, but hurt and hate,
An empty, cold void
Where we were lost, and we wait,

Until I drown in the tears
Of my own suffering
And I turn away,
Scorned and mocked by those who
Condemn me to my fate.

Standing bare and bleeding
Because there is a purpose
And it is all that is meant to be,
I walk wounded, and alone

Down this road to Calvary.

I carry my cross
To the valley of ashes
Until I fall at your feet,
Suffer, die, and bury
Until I am redeemed.

Pull me from the dead,
Forgive me,
And set me free,
Remind me of who I am,
And let it be.

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Overflowing sustained through depth

If then you are wise, you will show yourself rather as a reservoir than as a canal. For a canal spreads abroad water as it receives it, but a reservoir waits until it is filled before overflowing, and thus communicates, without loss to itself, its superabundant water.  –St Bernard of Clairvaux

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