Sep142020
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Sep142020
Mystify Old Testament Woman
Eve
Exordium de profundis dolorous rifacimento
In the beginning, out of the depths of sorrow, wailing and weeping, gnashing of teeth, came a calling mother to all,
Original sin,
The broken-hearted birth of the blood stained renewal of life giving grace to the following horde of generational de-sanctification.
Another blushing, bleeding out onto the earth, ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt, eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, distinguishing a creative likened celestial confinement,
Cursing and copying beneath the breath starting time, days denying, unwinding, dwindling, marking the hierarchy of accumulated crimes,
Preceding the savage stained children she silently loves, bleeding on into compassion abhorred, she never conceived will-powers crushing, smashing proper supremacy, usurpation,
While bridging waters and piercing a thirsting aftermath of shame, still beneath the heart of a mother beat beyond all relief, loving the birth, while hating the growth,
Human predating the idea of fate, her tears the first tears of a woman to fall, her fears the first fears of a continuing race, her love the state of devastating grace.
Intent upon vibrating within the blame game, she rose to standing, demanding the fault of one who ultimately hoisted the fallen shame.
The adversary, stung by a poisonous tongue the lies of a viper remain, head to be crushed under the heel of a handmaid,
Flooding, careening, descending mountain streams with tears, for her children she wept, crushing intensely imminent little ones pummeled through terror.
Accepting a heart overflowing accursed accountable droplets appear, falling to nothing a fate so deserved, yet evil immensely asserting damning worse for the horror.
Hopelessly a mother lingers and fingers the enrapturing hands of time, sitting awaiting the predestined mystery divine, innocently deducing the critical crime.
Patiently entrapped amongst a revelation vicious and violent in nature, the quest, the witnessing of the sublime, she waits not for those unadorned in blessed adoration.
She never made claims unfounded by the need for validation, left clothed and cast out, exiting the garden without innocence, knowing too much, goes to show how wrong you can be.
Sep132020
Angelic Warefare
Dear Jesus, bless our sensuality. Grant that our impulses may not be captivated by base pleasures, but freed by wisdom and inflamed for what is good. “In your struggle against sin you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood” (Heb. 12:4) –The Angelic Warfare Confraternity is a supernatural fellowship of men and women bound to one another in love and dedicated to pursuing and promoting chastity together under the powerful patronage of St. Thomas Aquinas and the Blessed Virgin Mary. The Confraternity is an official apostolate of the Dominican Order.
Hail Mary, full of Grace, The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
Pray for us sinners,
Now and in the hour of our death.
Amen.
“For, when the friendship is purely spiritual, the love of God grows with it; and the more the soul remembers it, the more it remembers the love of God, and the greater the desire it has for God; so that, as the one grows, the other grows also. For the spirit of God has this property, that it increases good by adding to it more good, inasmuch as there is likeness and conformity between them. But, when this love arises from the vice of sensuality aforementioned, it produces the contrary effects; for the more the one grows, the more the other decreases, and the remembrance of it likewise. If that sensual love grows, it will at once be observed that the soul’s love of God is becoming colder, and that it is forgetting Him as it remembers that love; there comes to it, too, a certain remorse of conscience. And, on the other hand, if the love of God grows in the soul, that other love becomes cold and is forgotten; for, as the two are contrary to one another, not only does the one not aid the other, but the one which predominates quenches and confounds the other, and becomes strengthened in itself, as the philosophers say. Wherefore Our Saviour said in the Gospel: ‘That which is born of the flesh is flesh, and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit.’ That is to say, the love which is born of sensuality ends in sensuality, and that which is of the spirit ends in the spirit of God and causes it to grow. This is the difference that exists between these two kinds of love, whereby we may know them.” ― Santo Juan de la Cruz, ‘Dark Night of the Soul’
Dear Jesus, bless our five senses. Grant that the things we see, the music and jokes we hear, the food we eat, what we drink, the fragrances we smell and the encounters we have through touch may all be pure and holy. “Seek the things that are above” (Col.3:1). –Angelic Warfare Confranternity
Hail Mary, full of Grace, The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
Pray for us sinners,
Now and in the hour of our death.
Amen.
Sep112020
It Takes Time
Why did you show yourself?
To me, humble, unknown adored,
Awakening enduring devotion,
A heart murmur, an eruption,
Overflowing, passing forth,
Into welcoming stillness,
The continuation of a dream,
Attention, pacification, stupefication,
Heavenly winds gently caressing,
Your gown radiating grace,
Steadfast anchor within a hurricane,
Lifetime achievement, time, an end,
Fortitude, persevering, suffering,
A never ending upward glance,
Enchantment soothing into action,
Prayerful participation, fellowship,
A legion of warriors, charitable,
Happy for the arrival of a new day.
Sep102020
Love over knowledge
Brothers and sisters:
Knowledge inflates with pride,
but love builds up.
If anyone supposes he knows something,
he does not yet know as he ought to know.
But if one loves God, one is known by him.
Epistle of Paul: 1st Corinthians
Sep092020
Faith, Hope and Charity
“Blessed are you who are poor,
for the Kingdom of God is yours.
Blessed are you who are now hungry,
for you will be satisfied.
Blessed are you who are now weeping,
for you will laugh.
Blessed are you when people hate you,
and when they exclude and insult you,
and denounce your name as evil
on account of the Son of Man.Rejoice and leap for joy on that day!
Behold, your reward will be great in heaven.
For their ancestors treated the prophets
in the same way.
But woe to you who are rich,
for you have received your consolation.
But woe to you who are filled now,
for you will be hungry.
Woe to you who laugh now,
for you will grieve and weep.
Woe to you when all speak well of you,
for their ancestors treated the false
prophets in this way.”
Gospel of Luke
Sep082020
Christina Rossetti: Echo
Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.
Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,
Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet;
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live
My very life again tho’ cold in death:
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:
Speak low, lean low,
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
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