When you have lifted up the son of man.
When you have lifted up the son of man.
I am the light of the world.
I have accepted the loss of everything.
I look on everything as so much rubbish.
In God alone we can take wing.
This is all we need to publish.
Irritation is rooted in desire to be in control.
When we surrender that control totally to God.
And renounce our own preferences to our soul.
And put faith in a spiritual God.
The need and motivation.
For irritation disappears.
This is is our salvation.
And the end of all tears.
We can then remain even tempered .
In the face of setbacks and carry on unhindered.
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A simple idea
Is to put God in control
It’s so difficult
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See Philippians 3 : 8-14 and
More Saintly Solutions by Fr Joseph Esper
The waves of death rose about me.
The pains of the netherworld surrounded me.
I seem submerged in a Black Sea.
In my dreams, resurrection, I could not foresee.
When hope dies.
And worries or grief arise.
In our own view of God, our salvation lies.
We may not be content, but we may be wise.
We wake before dawn’s first light.
With no answer to sleep’s plea
But I try to keep this prayer in sight .
Enlighten ,guide, strengthen and console me.
I promise to be submissive in all you ask of me.
And to accept all that you permit to happen to me.
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When sleep does not come
Rest your tired head in prayer
And then rest may come
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See The Entrance Antiphon of today
Psalm 17
You do not know him but.
I know him because from him I have come.
Of our own choice we are stuck in a unholy rut.
Not happy but spiritually glum.
We may never know for sure.
If he is the one.
But he is the lure.
To the one who is one.
We know he walked.
He taught.
And he talked.
But certainty of divinity cannot be caught.
But the only way to approach the one.
Is to try to get to know this one.
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In my mind’s far depths
I seek the truth that matters
And it alludes me
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See John 7 : 1-2, 10 : 24-30
On every roadway they shall graze.
And each bare height shall be their pasture.
We wander through life’s maze.
Barely understanding our future.
They will never hunger or thirst.
Scorching wind and sun shall never plague them.
Never shall we be cursed .
Nor ever will our hope be numb.
Does a woman forget her baby at the breast.
Or fail to cherish the son of her womb.
We never shall lose our zest .
Or pass forever into the gloom.
Yet even if these forget.
He never will you forget.
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The Lord is saying
At all times I will answer
I will not forget
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See Isaiah 49: 8-15
Your brother here was dead.
Everyone who exalts himself will be humbled.
Your justice I have proclaimed in the great assembly
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Follow right to the end of the way.
That I mark out and you will prosper.
We have to do this anew every day .
The spiritual horizon the spur.
Listen to my voice.
Then I will be your God.
We only have to make our choice.
Our walking feet well shod.
But they have not listened to me.
Have not paid attention.
They refuse to let their eyes see.
Your long ago ascension.
I left behind the church on the hill walking .
Attempting as I strode on to increase my understanding.
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A far horizon
An old stone church on the hill
And then brisk walking
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See Jeremiah 7 : 23-28
That is how my Heavenly Father will deal with you .
But if they ask me what his name is.
That is why what fulfils the promise.
It was the stone rejected by the builders.
That became the keystone.
With faith these are the pillars.
We know we are never alone.
I could not sleep.
So I concentrated on breath and scripture.
The effort seemed to work better than counting sheep.
Here was behind closed eyes a calming picture.
What brings joy
It is Lectio Divina
The purest alloy
The most delicate china.
It is a picture into the kingdom.
A country of so much wisdom.
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Where do we find joy
It’s in lectio divina
It’s all so simple
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See Matthew 21: 33-46
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I have heard the slander of the crowd.
Fear is all around me.
It’s not necessarily true even if loud.
Best if we neither hear nor see.
But as for me I trust in you Lord.
I say , you are my God.
I keep my reply stored.
Merely giving a polite nod.
Don’t worry about what your enemies say.
Don’t even read it .
Live just for this day .
And remember his holy writ.
How soothing it was to read in mass this psalm.
Suddenly all was calm.
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Your thoughts are not you
This life is not permanent
Think on this moment
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See Psalm 30
Do not treat us according to our sins.

For us our homeland is in heaven.
He causes his sun to rise on bad men as well as good.
And his rain to fall on honest and dishonest men alike .
A good rule , the can’t is not as good as the could.
To accept does not mean that you have to like .
The criticism and abuse was wearing me down.
Then I remembered, soon we will be dead and gone.
Everything then falls into perspective, the up and the down.
Who then will remember or care when we are gone.
What did he say, love your enemies.
And pray for those who persecute you.
Think not of decades but centuries.
And not of ours but the other crew.
In all a sense of proportion.
Avoids so much distortion.
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Love those who love you
Well that is all so easy
It’s the other bit that hurts
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See Matthew 5 : 43-48