The Beautiful Gate

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Heart speak

I love poetry. I call it " heart speak". Often a poem can speak volumes with few words. Truth abounds in poetry. Here is one I enjoy for the truth it speaks:

If thou couldst empty all thyself of self,
Like to a shell dishabited
Then might He find thee on the ocean shelf
And say:"This is not dead,"
And fill thee with Himself instead
But thou art all replete with very thou
And hast such shrewd activity
That when He comes He says:"This is enow
Unto itself: 'Twere better let it be
It is so small and full, there is no room for Me."
-T.E. Brown

The more we empty ourselves, the more He fills us. If I did not own a thing on this earth....
I would still have Him. And if I have Him - I have everything.

A thread of light

Blankets of soft memories
Float around my head
Settling where they will
Cushioning those old hurts
Lying on their concrete bed of mourning
I lift my hand to catch one
But it passes through my fingers
A thread of light
Weaving a promise in the shadows


Utterly Thine O Lord

Ebb Tide

Before my conversion my faith was almost non-existent. I rarely went to church. This left many doors open to the evil one and he certainly used them. As the saying goes " The devil is like a chained dog; he can only bite if you get too close." Well, I got too close and was bitten many times.

They debark in waves
You surf on your bed of deceit
You ride swiftly to your goal
Leaving nothing in your wake
But streams of lies
And puddles of despair
With cunning,
You lie in wait
For the next break


Thank you, Lord for healing my many wounds.

Journal

There came a point in time when my writing took on a new tone. The Lord started calling me . Sometimes I would write down whatever came into my heart:


Do you know I AM WHO AM

Question Me and believe

I love you, little flower

Come see the Son

Open up

Love is here



Another time what came out was this:


Walk in the light my little ones. Enter the kingdom of justice and love. Enter my beating heart and come into the light of my Glory. O, the goodness and love of Pure Holiness.


This happened many times. Maybe it was a small preview of what was to come. Maybe it was to prepare me for what was coming next [my conversion]. I don't really know. The Lord works in unusual ways and calls each person differently. His love for each one of us is immense and no one should doubt this. This is where faith comes in. Even if we do not feel His love at times....by faith we know it is there.

Scars

Bits and pieces of life
Wrapped in a confusion of scars
Untangled by the brevity of my pen
Set to rest
Black wounds in a bed of white

God alone

Loving Father,

This is my prayer. May your Divine Will live in me and all my brothers and sisters in this world. May you open our ears to your Word and may this Word dwell richly within us. Open all hearts, that all may look upon your beloved Son and accept His Divine Mercy.

Amen

Abba

When I was a teenager I lost my faith in God. My family went through such terrible times that I lived in a state of constant fear. This state of fear pervaded my life until my conversion. I was so afraid of God the Father that I would only pray to His son, Jesus or to Mother Mary. Shortly after my conversion the Lord gave me an odd dream; in this dream he showed me that I was so wounded by the lack of a strong father figure [though my father lived with us, he was very ill and suffered from deep depression] and that I was projecting this image onto Our Heavenly Father. He has healed this wound so completely that I now have a very close relationship with Him. He has also given me compassion and a deep love for my earthly father. Though I knew in my head that that the Holy Trinity is One God, this knowledge only reached my heart after this healing.

Thank you, Father, for this healing.