after the triumphant entry

So what happens after the triumphant entry of Palm Sunday? Business is booming again the Temple: is that when, Jesus, You overturned the tables of Jerusalem's economy? You snuck in and snuck out more than once. We sure feel we are pussy footing around the terrorists, the atheists and the liberals out to get us. What was in the mind of John? The incident is almost his first report. What was in Judas mind? Others thought You were the one to rid us of our enslavement to authorities at this time. Is that what Simon the Zealot thought? Simon the Rock would follow You to the grave he thought. Desert never! Thos the Twin will doubt the Way, even though he'd said let us die with You. Phil needed to see the Father too. Matt must have been glad he'd left his tax table and remembers now a lot of parable teaching on financial prudence like cramming for a final. Others wanted to place well in Your Kingdom. More than one woman wanted to anoint You already.You promised the Spirit of God. The fish had had in its mouth the coin to pay the temple tax. A widow had lost and found an important coin. But a coin had on one side the image of authority to which tribute due. However the widow gave her last coin to Your treasury. What is going on in my mind? Triumphal business, go for the glory, is much more appealing than suffering and death. Am I ready to take up my cross this morning? Do I have Prudence? Am I ready for Your return? Do I see in the Creator's face the plan for this Earth? Does the Spirit flow though me, am I a fruitful branch on the Vine? We know how You died and rose again. You did not set up Your Kingdom on Earth. The Father's will must be done. We only have to ask for the Holy Spirit and Wisdom, She comes. The Lord bestows the strength to pass the test they throw at us. If we tend Your garden it will bloom. If we are wise stewards, love and virtue will prosper. You will not leave us in limbo.

Natural Delights

I used to like the sunset
Now I love the sunrise
I used to listen for the owl
Now I hear with intent the robin
I used to walk a mutt
Now the pure black squirrels are friends
I like the lap of water waves
I am a babbling brook
I love the clean look of snow
But better when Spring bursts forth
Best when tall vegetation sways in the breeze
Nice when the wind howls
I like when I see a silver lining
I love all the night sky
I like the freshness of the morning dew
I love to see Him in the gloaming
So vast is His creation
Our tastes in nature change
I'm settled on all He provides
I'm satisfied God prevails

a la Beethoven

Ode of Joy
Great peace - great joy; what love:
what joy. What peace today? Who do
you love?
When You see us where we gather
You have great joy o King Divine
Grant us peace in Your Wisdom Lord and
May we share Your love great Vine.
May we bear fruit and give You joy
And share in that joy which You give
Then we partake Your wedding Feast
There with the Sts. live joy joy live.
On forever joy will increase here!
Joy upon joy woven to us now.

for New Years

I've no to do list Spirit because whatever You'd ask of me is all I have to accomplish. My date book is full because all my days I've booked with You Father. What would Jesus do I ask you? Spend eternity with Me! All I have I offer Mary. She is the only way to her Christ Child. Whom, is the only Way, to the Father, Jesus. All my achievements all the time Mary gives to the Son. With the Spirit, 3 in 1, hers to offer to God, not holding back, I rest peacefully O Raboni.
How can I rest when Joseph was such a provider; I have a honey do list - the length. The agenda is booked solid with a World in sore need of the Good Physician. St. Joseph, Mary's Most Chaste Spouse: see this sexuality taught in N. America would destroy the Holy Family, the Infant is not wanted, the aged just let go, the poor are not welcome in the Kingdom, we do not seek the lost along the Way. St. Joseph pray to the Lord for us, for our dying Canada. Build again.

In Your Barnyard - Christmas

When; if I were an ox
- and all I have to share
is my food trough, except
for some straw, crude and bare.

My dumb owner; of my stall,
He's no other friend with me,
The rest of his rooms are full:
He sent away a needy couple early.

Now him, wild, invites them in,
Tonight, I've a mule companion,
Mary, her betrothed, a baby Jesus,
New, here I may give my manger.

As she wraps her newborn,
In swaddling, Christ, in stillness,
Lets the ass' and my thoughts, heard.
Hers' a gift, planned to end illness.

For there, we hear of angels,
Tell these shepherds of peace, good news,
Good will, this Lord, Saviour brings,
With lambs, rams, and into my shed, ewes.

Now my shelter would be full.
Donkey says we've no lack of friends.
The family stays for, its, their ritual,
And there's more, it's before my story ends.

Into the stable stroll camels.
Theirs, mandarins with three gifts -
Before the Infant-King, Priest and human sacrifice -
We all bow, low, kneel and with me worships

My Creator, God and true friend
Who accepts mine, with, He's to sacrifice
Heaven and Life, completes my barn,
Completes my lack, thus shall suffice.

With you I've shared my story,
With Mule I shared my hay;
I share my life with this babe of glory,
Jesus will share His with all come His Way.

Mary was humble and lowly.
The Kings bowed and prayed.
Joseph and the shepherds became holy
Like the Babe they worshipped in my stead.

My owner eventually prospered;
Became kind and generous to all,
For by show of care for Jesus:
They are blessed, when you regard my stall.

2 short pieces from before this Presentation of Mary '16

Grace
Thank You Jesus:
-for the cross, Yours forever; mine for now
-for the Eucharist for eternity; for me here
-for where I am presently; for where You are, everywhere
-for my eternal destiny; for coming to us from there
-for meeting my need, for sending me to meet others'
-for the Church, my family and Your family, mankind
-for the Sabbath, for rest, and Salvation for us lost
-for holiness, Holy Lord, Holy saints, Holy Souls.

Salvation
Lord you hung upon a tree
Did it for the likes of me
Help me to hold you in highest regard
As my saviour your child guard

Mary you saw your son dead
A crown of thorn on his head
Help me to make a spouse my God
As you took the Spirit Lord

Joseph you look down from High
Like a parent you must sign
Grant us grace the we might be
A child of God Eucharisticly
Amen
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost

Marian thought

If (some of my own words) from 6th Sept. '16
If Jesus is "the Bright and Morning Star " ; then Mary must be the first star we see tonight.
If Jesus is the only way to the Father: Mary is the only way to Jesus I'd want to go.
If Jesus is the answer, then Mary is the question.
If Jesus is my all in all, Mary is the Mother of all.
If Jesus is Raboni ; then Mary is Instructress.
If Jesus is my Master: Mary my Mistress.
If Jesus is Lord, then Mary is my Lady.
If Jesus is my brother, Mary my sister.
If Jesus is the Prince of Peace, then Mary is Queen of Reconciliation.
If Jesus saves: Mary rejoices in Heaven.
If Jesus sets the captive free, then Mary love surrounds.
If Jesus is Wonderful, Counselor, Mary powerful aid.
Where there is Jesus, there there is Mary.
When there is Mary then there is Jesus.
What is so close a friend? Who is Christ but Mary's own dear Son?
Whom would our Queen serve but Jesus, Amen!