Saturday, October 30, 2004
Forgive us, O Lord
Forgive us, O Lord,
of all the times
that we have been part of the problem,
in choosing to turn our backs
to the needs of those you sent our way,
in choosing not to look into the eyes
of the poor,
the weary,
the lost
in choosing to pretend the anger
wasn't real,
the injustice wasn't done,
the truth wasn't twisted.
Help us, O Lord
to see with your eyes,
to hear with your ears,
to love with your heart.
O Heart of mercy,
big enough to embrace this whole
sinsick and weary world,
have mercy on us.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
of all the times
that we have been part of the problem,
in choosing to turn our backs
to the needs of those you sent our way,
in choosing not to look into the eyes
of the poor,
the weary,
the lost
in choosing to pretend the anger
wasn't real,
the injustice wasn't done,
the truth wasn't twisted.
Help us, O Lord
to see with your eyes,
to hear with your ears,
to love with your heart.
O Heart of mercy,
big enough to embrace this whole
sinsick and weary world,
have mercy on us.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
Labels: Divine Mercy, Penitence
Friday, October 29, 2004
Be Thou our strength O Lord,
as nations are born
to turn their back on you,
and others maim
in some mistaken concept
that their need
to strike out
is pleasing to you.
and the days seem dark indeed.
But you Lord,
are always the light
even when night seems so close,
and you beckon us
to hear your voice
and be filled.
Lord, be our peace,
and feed us with yourself
and we shall be healed.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
as nations are born
to turn their back on you,
and others maim
in some mistaken concept
that their need
to strike out
is pleasing to you.
and the days seem dark indeed.
But you Lord,
are always the light
even when night seems so close,
and you beckon us
to hear your voice
and be filled.
Lord, be our peace,
and feed us with yourself
and we shall be healed.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
Labels: Discipleship
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Today, O Lord,
may we remember
that we are small,
frail,
weak,
little lives
that have no purpose
unless you give purpose,
little strength
unless you enkindle it.
May we remember,
dear Lord,
that all the knowledge
we pride ourselves on
has its source
in you and your creation,
that all the skill
we boast of
has its source
as a gift from you,
and may we see
that using these gifts
and knowledge
in hubris,
without thought of you
leads us down the road to sorrow.
Amen.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
may we remember
that we are small,
frail,
weak,
little lives
that have no purpose
unless you give purpose,
little strength
unless you enkindle it.
May we remember,
dear Lord,
that all the knowledge
we pride ourselves on
has its source
in you and your creation,
that all the skill
we boast of
has its source
as a gift from you,
and may we see
that using these gifts
and knowledge
in hubris,
without thought of you
leads us down the road to sorrow.
Amen.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
Monday, October 25, 2004
Light
There is that part of me
that sees the darkness
swirling about the world,
the death from hate,
the death from anger
the death from self indulgence
the death from neglect,
and all those innocent deaths
for convenience,
to put one out of their pain,
supposedly
an act of mercy.
O Lord,
yet out of the darkness,
I see your cross
blazing in the night
a beacon
connecting heaven to earth,
and I know, once again,
that we have not been left forsaken.
Fill me with your light, Lord,
make me a lantern,
a channel
that will cascade that light
into the dark corners of my world
dispelling the night.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
There is that part of me
that sees the darkness
swirling about the world,
the death from hate,
the death from anger
the death from self indulgence
the death from neglect,
and all those innocent deaths
for convenience,
to put one out of their pain,
supposedly
an act of mercy.
O Lord,
yet out of the darkness,
I see your cross
blazing in the night
a beacon
connecting heaven to earth,
and I know, once again,
that we have not been left forsaken.
Fill me with your light, Lord,
make me a lantern,
a channel
that will cascade that light
into the dark corners of my world
dispelling the night.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
Labels: Discipleship
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Headache Day Meditation
In the pain and the dizziness
I woke up with this morning,
through a sick and pounding heachache
I search for you, Lord,
too sick to stare long
at flickering screens,
too heachachy to contemplate
deeply into anything,
short-tempered,
crabby,
looking through blurry eyes,
I snatch my rosary and say,
"Lord, have mercy.
I give you my pain,
use it however you want."
And resting in his unseen arms,
I know that for the moment,
like the widow with her mite,
I have given it all,
and sick as my stomach feels,
I am at peace.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
In the pain and the dizziness
I woke up with this morning,
through a sick and pounding heachache
I search for you, Lord,
too sick to stare long
at flickering screens,
too heachachy to contemplate
deeply into anything,
short-tempered,
crabby,
looking through blurry eyes,
I snatch my rosary and say,
"Lord, have mercy.
I give you my pain,
use it however you want."
And resting in his unseen arms,
I know that for the moment,
like the widow with her mite,
I have given it all,
and sick as my stomach feels,
I am at peace.
Susan E. Stone, 2004
