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

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

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

Bless you for hiding these things from the learned.
And revealing them to mere children.
Regret can be turned.
We can be more trusting like children.

I was regretting lost opportunities in my career.
Suddenly I snapped out of it, I hadn’t done so bad.
All we have to reject is fear.
There is no need to be sad.

Nobody knows who is the son.
Except the Father.
It’s like looking into the sun.
Truth retreats further and further.

Regrets come and then they go.
So we veer to high  from low.

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Nobody knows him
Except the Son who is gone
So we await him

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See Luke 10:21-24