Catholic Meditations

Guadelupe

Roses bloomed
in December
on a hill,
unexpected promise
to a bishop
who had his doubts.

A faithful hand
gathered them
perhaps unsure
why he had been given
this mission,
but still willing to obey.

As they cascaded to the floor
one by one,
revealing a mystery
to the amazement
of those gathered,
did you smile, Lady,
at their wonder
that the mundane
could be shattered
by the touch
of a loving God?

Susan E. Stone, 2004

O Lord,
sometimes it's just so hard
to see the sorrows,
frustrations,
desires
of our loved ones,
to let them go
like doves flying off
into your care.
How often I want to scream,
NO! Don't do that!
and sometimes,
it pierces through my thick head
that you watching us
make all the wrong choices,
as we choose sin over good,
anger over love,
lust over charity,
must know how much restraint and love
it takes
to watch those who you care fore
choose badly.

O Lord,
help me to choose the good over the bad,
the light over the dark
to feel my heart conflicted, breaking with love
than to reject the chance to love,
and to thank you always
for your great mercy,
this day,
and always.

Amen.

Susan E. Stone, 2004

Labels: Discipleship, Help Me O Lord

Grey

What a grey day, Lord,
one which makes me yearn for the sun
as I watch the snowflakes drift down
one
by
one.

What a grey day, Lord,
when the emptiness touches my life,
and I watch my miseries
drift by,
one,
by
one.
Oh, Lord,
when I am in this darkness,
kindle in me the fire of your love,
until I yearn for the Son
who is all the light I need.

Amen.

Susan E. Stone, 2004