Tag: bible
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The Ones Who Know
There have always been the ones who know – they try to share what they know in the darkness… a match struck a candle lit a pool of wax threatening to extinguish the flame too often the story the same too often deceit offers shame too often hope accepts the blame and the darkness descends…
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A Prayer for Theosis
Dear Ones… friendsfoesfamily and all the fellowsI’ve yet to meet… my prayer today a simple one a Truth I hope to be that when we meet again – or at first and then forever – my Lord is all you’ll see. Amen.
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The Prayer of a Saint
Humbled am Ito read this prayer –this prayer of a Saint –yes, a Saint,veneratedrecognizedstudied,that said: I have not yet donethat for which I was made.*If he,one of great Spirit,veneratedrecognizedstudied, spent time writinghis lack his unknowing his broken path, how dare I thinkI should have already arrived? *St. Anselm
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Prayer for Humility
May my mouth speak nothingbut for Your gloryMay my mind know nothingbut for Your purposeMay my eyes see nothingbut for Your wayMay my heart feel nothingbut for Your loveMay my ears hear nothingbut for Your truthMay my soul breathe nothingbut for Your life. May my I– the I thatYou arein me –refuse to existin any…
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The Journey Home
Superstitionsthe worst one –God will keep from meall that He knows I want. That’s why I spent my lifetrying not to dream but dreaming anywaytrying not to hope but hoping every day dreaminghopingthat maybe, just maybethe promises in that great bookwere meant for me, too –“plans to prosper …not harmplans to give hope …a Home.”*…
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The Humbling
It has been said:As soon as you knowyou are humble,you are no longer humble. It has also been said:“I have tried hard to find You –don’t let me wanderfrom Your commands.” * I have repeated bothwhile enslaved stillin spiritual pridewith knowledge only at my side. I have experienced bothwith tears in my throata swollen heart…
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Only Truth
A wise man, after studying the peacefulness of Gandhi, once wrote: “lying is the mother of violence.” * This morning as my eyes observed that thought the breath in my lungs vanished and every lie I ever told to another and to myself flooded in to fill the space – suffocating violently in a lifetime…
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The Buck I Encountered on Paul’s Birthday
Around the bendandbeyond the old wooden fencehe stoodmajesticstrongbold-andhe staredright through my being… His gaze stole my breath.His confidence firmso firm it instilled in mestillnessabsolute and petrifying… Yet there was no fearno shame in being seenthere was onlyjoyandgratitudefor what had been…
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Your Name
In the praise of my neighbor, I suddenly feel the heaviness of his power-filled footsteps patiently prowling the perimeter. It is there he discovers the gate unlocked – that wish I have to be seen known accepted – how many times I have fallen here I’ve lost count, yet this time there is no fear…