Body of Christ by Sue Werner

 Before the earth was created,

He knew you by your name

You had a special purpose,

Because of you He came...

Knowing you would stumble,

Sin would not define,

The uniqueness of your purpose, 

Thus He whispers

"You are mine"

My Longing

 

What are you looking for? You asked me. 

I heard it while reading a father.

It was not with words that you spoke,

Tell me if I can answer.

In life you never limited me,

But the answer, how will I explain?

I was looking for you and you always loved me,

I may have been a nun, but also a mother.

Maybe it's late, but my consolation,

It will be your face, to see it in heaven

When my soul will take flight.

I seek you, remove the veil,

Make my soul love you with zeal.

My good Jesus: You are my longing!

The Power of Prayer

 Today (Sunday), the priest began his homily with a story. He told us that a man wrote a letter, I think to a priest, but it could have been to a newspaper. In it, he explained that he would no longer attend Mass because he had been going to Mass for 20 years and couldn't remember a single homily. He felt he was wasting his time. This started a discussion, and many people wrote letters for or against his position. Until one letter put an end to the discussion. In it, a man explained that he had been married for 20 years and that his wife had prepared thousands of meals for him, but he couldn't remember a single day's menu. However, he was certain that the food had nourished him and his body. The priest continued by telling us that every prayer has an answer, although it's often not the answer we expect. Furthermore, prayer brings us closer to God, which is why it's important to pray. And as Jesus told us: just as the unjust judge granted justice to the widow because of her persistence, even more so God, who is a good and loving Father, will hear our prayers. The Father also told us that impossible things become possible through prayer. And I remembered the ceasefire in the Holy Land. Something that seemed endless, and now the end of the war is a reality. Thank you to those who worked for peace, but also to the thousands of human beings who prayed for peace. Blessed be God.

Confession

How good God is to forgive us

Only going to the confessional

And he does it all to love us.

For it does not please him to condemn us.

And we must go to confession

Well this is very necessary

And so arm us with his grace

It is something very extraordinary.

Let us draw near, repentant.

To the fountain of mercy:

He offers it to us because we are his.

So we will have a new day

And forgiven, let us begin

To give thanks, honor and glory. 

We are all called to be saints

Revelation 14:12-13

Here is what sustains the holy ones who keep God's commandments and their faith in Jesus.  I heard a voice from heaven say, "Write this: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on." "Yes," said the Spirit, "let them find rest from their labors, for their works accompany them."

We are all called to be saints,

How much I would like to be and I am not,

Because I would also like to rest

In the lap of our Lord.

We are all called to be saints,

To obey the Father's commands

And faithfully follow my Jesus,

That following him gives us eternal life

And happiness already from today.

We are all called to be saints

To resist the evil temptation,

That without noticing it puts in the way

Because he does not want our salvation.

We are all called to be saints,

How far from that ideal I feel today

Step by step I keep getting up

If I don't know where I'm going, I follow the cross.

We are all called to be saints

For he loves us all and has created us all

To reach heaven and be happy

Here, there, even in purgatory

So that upon reaching salvation

We will rest in Him

And be His heaven

The house in which we will live

For centuries. 

Hallowed be Thy name

 Hallowed be Thy name

Through the green meadows, - along the banks

of the sea, over the waters, cerules and depths

through the bright spaces in the sky

burning desires

pass, they pass again, - God, what a poem

to Your name - holy and by trembling

in soft air

for you the great heartbeat of the universe.

Rest

 

I want to rest in You

Oh, Eternal and Uncreated Good

Yes then here on Earth

Even if at my earthly end

I want to rest in You

Even at the end of each day

And every week

You are my rest

My source of peace

I miss you if I go away

Of your sacred commandments

Don't you despise this crazy woman

Come to my heart,

Let me rest in Your goodness,

When the heart is already tired.

Because we do not rest

Until we rest in You,

Until I find you Lord

In every moment, in every human being