Born again from a Catholic perspective.

from St. John Baptist's nativity '14
It May Not Be
It may not be it happens overnight
There may not be a day or date
Before which you say I wasn't
But that was the date I was born again
You might not get struck by lightning
The Triune wants you head over heals
And heaven will still celebrate your new Life
Most people don't remember their Baptism
But remember their first Communion
And probably remember your first Sacrament of Reconciliation
Every time you're Reconciled to the Lord
Brings you closer too Last Rites do
Only then are you prepared to join
A heavenly band and if you kept Faith
You can't get closer to God than by
Daily taking the Eucharist being faithful
To Marital vows or Holy Orders
Is an everyday growth experience
You remember an Ordination or wedding sure
And your Confirmation I'd hope
But I'd hope the Spirit movers you each day
To do the Father's will like the Son said
Mine it may not be
Make me more like Jesus
Everyday I ask of Thee
More willing to serve others
Less likely to think of me
I can't change without you
Its with my turtle not lightning speed
That we carry on towards heaven
Grace upon grace deed upon deed
And He'll walk with us until the race is won
When we meet the Master then the journeys done
Most steps are small steps
The big one is the step up Home
Like a well within you that never runs dry
Christ's Spirit wells up and renews us
A refreshed new life ready for on high
No more sadness up there
No time to list no regrets
We accepted Jesus down here
And Christ turned us inside out
How we took Him in our heart
Mysterious love rhyme and reason
To become more like His Most Sacred Heart

a piece for Trinity Sunday and one from Burlington, Vermont

Yesterday on Our Lady's Saturday morning I wrote this piece at home and the one following it was from our churches pilgrimage to the National Shrine of Divine Mercy almost 2 weeks ago.

Cohesiveness

 

Pope Francis calls You Papa

You call the Lord Son

The Son calls upon us the Holy Spirit

To blaze in our hearts with Love

 

We are all one family

What sticks to me and bounces back

Like an island is no man as rock

We all need peace through Heave’s Dove

 

The God Man is a true and solid Rock

And the Church is found on Simon called the Rock

God’s children are family and flock

Sure foundation of a Stumbling Block

 

Demons come laugh but beat retreat

What’s joined together can’t be put to defeat

The Spirit’s flame fuses hearts and minds

The children of Mary are just and kind

 

God with us Roman Catholic Hope

If the World today has any Hope

All peoples practicing one Faith in Peace

Cohesiveness together one Body of Peace

 

Abba Father Spirit Brother Lord all One

The Trinity and original Unity

As we partake of the Master’s Body and Blood

Make us a peace at one with You God

 

Stay with us Lord be our stay

Keep us in Your Holy Presence today

Help us to stick with you and others

This day stick to our sisters and brothers Amen

 

Come Back

 

Can we get it back

May Lord said to me

The way you looked at me

When we first met

 

Your heart skipped a beat

I had chosen you

To be with me forever

 

My heart really sank

When you told me you had another

You were an agnostic

You did not believe in me

 

There were things you wanted

And things somebody else could give

But what about the way we were

When we first got together

 

Try to love me again

Like you did with abandon

As when you were young

I want you for forever

 

Come back to me

I have not changed

It shall be the same

It will last forever

 

Turn once more to me

I will forgive you

Much more be mine

Come and follow me

 

Amen

A poem for pilgrims

The Ascension

Nothing could be a more glorious hope,

Than the report Jesus was seen leaving for heaven!

I believe my faithful mother is with Him;

Still prays for me. And His Mother hears my prayer.

 

Next Sunday we remember that Pentecost,

Mary was with the Apostles to receive God’s Spirit.

This Holy Spirit and the Christ intercede for us

To Father God, One Triune above.

 

He went away to prepare a place

For loved ones here below:

The Way to God, there for us now,

A surety, comfort, counsel and friend.

 

Fear my Maker come again? Judge – nope,

For I know God’s forgiveness,

And we live that Life in the Light

Of this Love, to share, with others.

 

In that Truth we see glory.

The Master is King of all and me.

He, who always was, reigns:

Whom, lives throughout eternity.

A Poem for Our Mother’s

You woke early to get breakfast

For me and my Dad

My Mother dear who

Cared for others so much

 

You went that morn with myrrh

To Lord for our God

Our Mother dear who

Hoped to anoint found the Angel

 

You go for protest this week

How your People and ancestors

Honorable hostess dear who

Suffer the Maoist regimes

 

You called down by the child

For company and our shows

My granny dear who

Put tyrant’s toys away and Mom appeased

 

You off to work the crack of dawn

For this guy and the student

Mother of my child dearest who

Brought home the bacon and Our Daily Bread

 

You first prayed the Psalms

For us, family and friend

Other Grandma dear who

Passed on when we were a small one

 

You prayed over Jerusalem

All who face a storm or scatter

As a mother hen gathers her chicks

Under her wings, Wisdom Holy Spirit

 

We join your church Sunday AM

Your daughter and I go

Not just to endure these tirades

But to bring back the grandchild mother-in-law

 

We attend your Church Our Mother

Bride of Christ whom was first

Mary and e’en the second Sunday of May

Think like of us men like mothers

The end

From the Old Covenant to the New and God cares.

A Brief History of Mercy

 

He’s the God of the many

Outside His love there’s not any

Now not just Jew’s find God

But all who tread this barren sod

 

Before that Eve and Adam fell

From grace in Eden all went well

Now all God’s sons and daughters

The time of Noah go astray

We are all the slaves of sin

Sold like the fourth in line Joseph

Christ like Moses set us free

Not with the Law but Jesus blood

 

David King of an Empire

Forgiven promised Son to rule

We’ve come back from Babylon

We’ve the temple of the Spirit

 

Here Roman Cath’lics believe

In the Chalice and Host we’re free

Present in lives Lord of dance

We adore Him in the Monstrance

 

From age of Peter and Paul

As Saul’s persecution give’s strife

One’s still reject my Lord of Life

Helpeth me overcome my grief

 

 

It is the Lord Who cares

 

If I falter stumble and fall

It is the Lord Who cares

If I betray like Adam, David or Judas

It is You Jesus that really cares

 

Against You my God alone I’ve sinned

So it is You just the Christ reels me in

The Church Your Body offers Reconciliation for sin

Lead me home Holy Spirit through Confession in

 

Into the Master’s caring embrace stretched out for me

What could more show You care the Way to Calvary

King of kings You have seen my trouble hung upon the tree

It is Your care for my every woe sets me free

 

When my heartache and sin problems and trials seem tall

It is the cross inspires You bore there cares

We seem behind the eight ball only sink the white instead

By Your Spirit Almighty Saviour I know the Father cares

 

Called Consoler of poor Guide of this hapless man

When seems no hope in reason not the World that cares

It is not my brother or sister to have done what we can

But You o Precious Healer Who gently cares

A poetic explanation of the plan of salvation

A New Tune

The prowess of the Lord of Hosts

Is truly amazing girl

His strong long right arm upholds

His mercy gentle as a curl

 

Sent from God the Father

Creator of our World

His One and only Prince of Peace

To mitigate our chaos which unfurled

 

The Holy Spirit of the two

The Father and the Son

Breathed forth our created universe

The battle the Triune over evil won

 

Abba Father has kept the flock

The Son sacrificed like a Lamb

Holy Spirit paraclete guide of Church

The all evil one in Hell to damn

 

For by the grace of God my friend

We can get it right

Jesus can set it straight

Forgiven with Love this very night

 

Our foolish pride own worst enemy

The story while ages run

In Conversion turns to joy

And life forever a song fun

 

So thank the Father with me

Praise Christ with His Sacrament

And let the Holy Ghost rein in your life

Gain that of a Saint saintly temperament

 

For though we had a mess below

A new world is coming

Our perfect Mother St. Joseph her chaste spouse

With the Master meets us at homecoming

 

We’ll have more words for the Stranger of Galilee

We’ll never stop whistling humming singing

The key is to start off today here

Now our live’s offerings proud to be bringing

from Sat., Dec. 14th'13 to Christmas Eve

Advent Penance Celebration

            I don’t know if I have gluttony, but I know how controlling I can be. Do I do unto others, as the Lord did for me; when I’m not the most sharing guy on the block?

            I don’t know if it’s wrath, but what a revenging spirit I had. Am I, loving my neighbour, as Christ loved His Bride, when I’m not forgiving others; even when they forgave me?

            I don’t know I have greed, when I am denying we are the children of Abba; but if I don’t put God first in my life: am I believing, the Father has the plan?

            I don’t know I lust when I’m betraying another. But could I be more immaculate by respecting my sister?

            I don’t think I envy but how uncaring. Am I concerned how well off am I, rather appreciating my brother?

            I haven’t pride, but do a bit of boasting. Do I break Ten Commandments, when not rather honouring God, Creation, Creatures, Church and State?

            I don’t call it sloth, but am giving up. What else is it: discouraging myself, and my fellow creatures, however we need to be hanging on!

           
Does modern man, do I, need contrition over issues? When we only identify quasi-legal, poor behaviour, or bad attitude, do we ever need to be penitent – go to Reconciliation? This is my examination of conscience before Christmas Confession.