Wednesday, February 02, 2005



Amazing how
such a small slip of a young woman,
glowing with the happiness
of being a joyful new mother
could contain in her arms
a baby nestled in swaddlings,
being presented to his true Father.

Amazing gift
from she who said yes,
giving us
over and over
the Son of her heart,
Asking each of us
to do whatever he tells us.

Susan E. Stone, 2004

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Monday, January 31, 2005

Meditation on St. Patrick's Breastplate

Christ with me,
For without you, my Jesus, what am I
but aging, sad and foolish?
Christ before me,
For if I do not go your way,
the way you ask me
I am lost, confused,
Christ behind me,
You who watch my comings and goings,
you who use me as your tool,
behind me, the footsteps
of where you have carried me.
Christ in me,
The gift of my baptism,
to be enwrapped in
the burning flame of divine love,
a particle in the body of Christ,
a child of God
Christ beneath me,
Each step I take,
may it be on the road you ask.
Christ above me,
watching me, interceding for me
at the right hand of the Father,
Christ on my right,
Christ on my left,

Each hand a tool in the hand of God,
each way a road in the work of God,
each direction proteced by the love of God.

Susan E. Stone, 2005

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