CORRECTED CROSS.
I keep telling myself
That I want to live
And that I do not want to die;
And the world keeps telling me
I am alive;
But when I turn to God
And I try to pray
He tells me that is not true;
That Satan is lying to me;
That I must tell the deceivers,
As Christ did, to get behind me;
That I am not alive in this world
Which I say I need;
That I am not alive in this flesh
I forever feed;
That I am not alive in my sinfulness,
My pride or my greed.
Indeed, I am not alive at all
Except I have faith
And hear and heed the call
And follow Christ
Now!
This moment!
In temptation!
In service!
In love!
In trial!
In suffering!
On the way to the cross!
And all the way to death!
And then in truth in Him
To Resurrection.
That is, if I have done it correctly!
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DUE DATE
Nobody wants the old man;
They want what is shiny and new;
They wanted it from me
When I was a kid;
Just like they wanted it from you.
Maybe it was not so black and white
Or clear as day;
Yes, in time the truth will always fade
And turn a duller gray.
Sad isn’t it? How we all get old
Broken but without a clue
That this life we are living
Seems the best that we have
In lieu of the one coming due.
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WRONG DOCTOR
They told me to be a doctor;
Make more of this life than it is;
The faith all must have
As we travel our way
Is something you never will miss;
And the death that you find
Is nothing at all
But a loving sweet passionate kiss
With something we all learned
In our own private gardens
And the serpent’s silent,
Surreptitious hiss.
Make the most of this life
And take what you get
But it can never be
Just what you wish.
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CONSUMPTIVE KNEADS
I keep buying and grabbing and taking
What I think I need;
Doing all the things that the poor sense
Of my wounded nature pleads;
Finding what our contempt
For the Spirit within
For each other breeds;
Failing the one saving action
That from all the others
In the end frees;
That is, stopping the movement,
The consumption and the talk,
And simply getting down on our knees.
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FIRST QUARTER
The year started with a bang;
The ball dropped gloriously;
The fat lady sang for twenty thirteen
And January was like a bouncing baby boy.
February too has been amazing;
Now it is time to take a break;
Lent is starting;
Let go; Let God; Have no fear;
The birds will soon be chirping;
And the vernal equinox will appear;
St. Patrick’s Day will signal
The dying days of winter
And we can all shed a tear
And raise a green beer
For a quarter of a year.
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