Come quickly Lord Jesus.
Come quickly Lord Jesus.
Who will be able to resist the day of his coming.
I was at mass in the Cathedral crypt.
Here everything is close and intimate.
Seemingly from an ancient script.
And from an earlier date.
The service was in Latin.
The chalice right before me.
And my eye on the paten.
Here was the key.
As the priest raises the host .
We know we are not lost.
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When in a small mass
The service is intimate
And more powerful
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See Isaiah 7:10-14
Before me every knee shall bend.
By me every tongue shall swear.
Where do our paths wend.
Can we ever try to dare.
I am the Lord unrivalled.
I form the light and create the dark.
This truth cannot be denied.
As we try to renew the spark.
I make good fortune.
And create calamity.
And we importune.
For we are one family.
Like St John we can only pray.
More than that we cannot say.
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Dark night of the soul
Comes to all of us some times
We can only pray
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See Isaiah 45: 6-8, 18, 21-25
I was dreaming of the priest at mass today.
He holds no important office.
Yet his smile told all today.
He is content with making no profits.
He just helps people.
And does the liturgy .
And his contentment to soar like an eagle.
He is free and at liberty.
Give us grace to be happier with little.
As much as people may us belittle.
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We do not need lots
Just enough to survive now
You too have to be patient, do not lose heart.
Because the Lord’s coming will be soon.
Before us is laid life’s chart.
And before us is some coming boon.
I was dreaming of some disappointment.
But as a door closes , another opens.
With fate a new appointment.
And new notions.
Do not make complaints against one another.
Brothers so as not to be bought to justice .
Better in silence suffer.
Just say , trust us.
So the dream ended .
With the heart mended.
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Worry for failure
After all what is the point
Something will turn up
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See James 5: 7-10
Rejoice so highly favoured.
You have won God’s favour , listen.
Concerned and soon to be belaboured.
Mary’s future would yet glisten.
She asked herself what this greeting could mean.
But the angel said, do not be afraid.
To this heavenly queen.
The promise was made.
Would we give the same answer.
Let what you have said be done.
Or are we plagued by doubt’s cancer.
Will we ever win immortality’s crown.
The choice is ours to take.
For ours and his sake.
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We’re given a choice
We can give Mary‘s answer
To let it be done
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See Luke 1: 26-38
Let the wilderness and dry lands exult.
Let the wasteland rejoice and bloom.
Belief can be profound and no mere cult.
Releasing us from self absorbed gloom.
I was dreaming on the theme of I’d rather be.
For instance have a hard job than be retired.
If you look on the bright side doubts flee.
Somehow you feel just a little buoyed.
Or I’d rather be criticised than ignored.
I’d rather be tired from duties than lazy.
So much contentment can be stored.
But what we want is often so hazy.
It’s better to say I’d rather be here
Than always thinking of there.
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Be content with this
Became it is all you have
And it is the now
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See Isaiah 35:1-10
He will send rain for the seed you sow.
And bread that the ground provides will be rich.
As we set our hand to the plough.
And make our life long pitch.
The blind men asked again and again.
And their faith was rewarded.
Taking away their unseen pain.
But we are too faint hearted.
Their faith deserved it.
And their sight returned.
We only have to commit.
We never will be scorned.
The talked about him all over the countryside.
But when it comes to us , do we just hide.
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The blind men can see
They asked again and again
But then so must we
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See Matthew 9: 27-31
Everyone who listens to these words of mine.
Will be like a man who built his house on rock.
He needs to look for no further sign.
He only needs to knock.
So Matthew was a tax collector.
Despised by so many .
An image of the occupier cast by projector.
In the midst of need a man of plenty.
He had built his house on sand.
Rain came down and it fell.
The Lord took him by the hand.
And all was well.
Like Matthew we await a call.
And we are then in his gentle thrall.
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He called St Matthew
And we now await his call
I thought I heard it
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See Mathew 7:21, 24-27
Follow me.
And I will make you fishers of men.
Let me see.
Again.
I doubt too much .
I see too little.
I try to stay in touch.
But my faith is so brittle.
At once leaving their boat and their father.
They followed him.
I need to see further.
If ever I am to find him.
How many of us just leave our boat.
We’re too afraid we won’t float.
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He has called us
And then we just carry on
As we were doing
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See Matthew 4: 18-22