Love, the Church, and the Whole Truth

Guys don't have that much to say
Vive la difference in France they say
Cherchez la femme is not harassment
Females talk and talk away
Think they have been stalked today
Both sex need to rid themselves of resentment

St. John Baptist spoke up and told the crowd
La route firme for He Who is greater
La Hounde de la Heave chastised the crowd
'Till whole towns said none is greater
So if you think you fear a fanatic
Realize Reconciliation Forgiveness fantastic

The Converted Confirmed buzz of Baptised
Is a different greater new life
So if we want you born again from strife
Our Communion is so good be enticed
You only need fear God is so good
Single, married, religious, Healed, a priesthood 

In the wee hours this morning.

Has It Dawned on Us?

Shooting and killing drugs or violence?
Why are you enamored our sons and daughters?
Are you enraptured in love or lust?
So much beyond and before wedlock?
Too much more no family at all?
Who cares for the baby born or unborn?
The child become an old man still nobody cares?
The girl now is an old woman raped?
Feel her pain so euthanize them?
Mortgage for you new home?
Or rent a luxury condo?
Nickels for those who have no place?
And dimes for them whom live at home?
Food piled on our plates in the garbage?
Garbage in our food our networks?
Our technology stinks our laps?
Topped our children forlorn?
Is it the American way?
Is it not like Palestine long long ago
Or like the time of Abram and Lot
Or earlier still as the days of Noah
Fire and sword destroyed Bethlehem and Pompeii
Costal floods like tidings and surprise
Attacks as news your world is gone
The Lord was born Prince of Peace
Rather we've bought the Prince of lies
This prince of the air says fly with me
Or fly me no need to change
Sure those troubles not your fault
No problem make it on your own
The Lord says drather be blessed with my Spirit
It says druther you were born again
Not live as mere flesh and blood
But have a New Life be Baptized
With water and the Spirit live again
Awaken to the Light of these matters
Poverty of spirit is the Way
The truth is the Church was
Never the prime source of evil
Areligious unreligious are
Those who accept the Christ as Truth
Do not disappoint at the rate
They outside a church do
The promises of satan are not true
True is the love of my God for me
I eagerly await the dawn of a day
Each day with grace every one free
Another day sweet Communion and mercy
The dawning of peace in my world in my time
A truth a reality a possibility a potential
Everybody sees and in everyone
This is the true spirit of America
True freedom in Canada Conversion in Mexico
Our Lady of Guadalupe was clothed with the sun
The moon at her feet treads on the serpent
Of lies that the dawn will never come
Our native land a Reconciled home!

from a week ago

Word Play with Signs
New years day
Mother of May
Child of God
On barren sod
Proclaim a fast
Winter will last
February family
Listen to the homily
Afraid of your shadow
Anyway plough the furrow
Pray for rain
Ice storm again
Heat in June
Coming soon
Stage near you
All do
In sky
Bye by

   Oh, O Great God, You have made a wonderful world of emotions for us and sometimes it seems like a labyrinth to navigate. May they not rule over me but my spirit rules over it: Your spirit rules over mine. Heart of Jesus: from You comes the physical Universe; our physical health. It is as a maze to get help through the Canadian health and welfare system. May we not be lost in spirit but healed and well. Father of all mind-space - from the depth of my being I ask that my mental health soar to heights, within Your control too. may Your Spirit reign my spirit, my spiritual health. Amen. Resolved before dawn Jan.'15,1st.

After the Feast of St. Andrew Dung-Lac and companions

Lord grant me courage
Each day to do your will
How many times have issues
Or just been plain lazy
Made me seek the broad way
Had me look for easy street
Or not accept pain for me
I blush at the temptations of our age
Whatever small resistance they'd meet
How I've caused the worst ill
Every opportunity the word of faith might I say
Defend God, Church, even others with issues
It's the Truth to set us free
Our self-sacrifice be our only issues
These martyred Saints saved the day
We can help it still
Our weakness can be beat
Plant within us the Spirit to rage

inspired by the Gordon Lightfoot concert here last night

What did I play at?
When was I serious?
I have buried my talent?
Gathered rust rather than interest?
A fine matter it is
To save sin sick soul
Where is my treasure?
Why not on high make it gold?
Who is my master?
Self? or the drug?
Gluttons and sinners
Were the friends of the Lord
Whom is the Master!
Just a passerby
Stay with us Jesus
Bread of Angels
Drink never run dry

apology

I'm sorry I don't know how to put the piano score with guitar chords for Thanksgiving Suite here now. However perhaps I could e-mail you the pdf of it as an attachment if you send me your e-mail address to teddynussey@hotmail.com and I will send you asa I Hallowe'en and II All Saints Day, III All Souls Day, and IV Thanksgiving Day subsequently.

from Wed. facebook rhyme

Make Up Time

A generation lost in head space

The Lord said take it at you own pace

The plan is to save the human race

Spend the hours and stare in God’s face

 

Jesus pained look hung upon a tree

Was if not for you twas it not for me

From doubt grievous error backward humanity

O glorious day I was set free

 

Another day God did not sleep low

Though Christ stooped to all below

Like a mighty convoy en route we glow

This is the Spirit’s tremendous show

 

The Church is blessed why sinner lack

To former ways please don’t come back

Satan is one small pathetic hack

Be renewed and run with that pack