Oh, Teacher please guide us, Your sheep, tender flock. Help us to follow You to where You lead us. Help keep us from getting separated and attacked by wolves. Help us to keep our eyes on Your staff as You guide us and keep us safe from harm, to Your eternal paradise.
We stand in Your Presence Lord, we kneel to You. Your comfort our peace, Your love our grace. The church tonight is full, the weather outside cold. But the warmth of Your Holy Presence is all we need. So many yet too few. We must spread Your word through our love.
How many need you yet are afraid to come. Come into Your Presence. The price we pay is homage; all glory and praise to You. In return we receive peace, love and an eternal home.
“Come my people, be with me, tonight and forever, feel my love for you.”
Adoration Mass, St Paul’s Church, Medjugorje 11/30/2017
My desire to have control is what makes me a human being. Wanting certain things to unfold, to see things the way I want them seen. I am designed to compete, my nature is to win. When everything is complete, I can say “look at where I’ve been.” I take charge to make things better. I dictate to make things smooth. I do it for your benefit, Don’t you know that to be true?
I need not include you Or care about how you feel. I am the one in charge here, You’re not as good as I am, come on, let’s get real! I can easily see your weakness, your limitations and your failures. I know that I don’t have those issues, It’s not my fault that you are where you are at, lacking everyone’s favor. I have been and will be more successful than you,
not because I have taken time to care. It’s just that God gave me more intelligence, more ability, and to me that is okay; it’s fair.
But the day that is coming, is one we should be planning. In my world it is distant, It will not affect me, I am self serving. My plans are more compelling and I am known to be persistent. I will feel sorry for those who will be affected. I will do that then, but not now.
There is no need to worry, I have time, God will save me somehow. I have confidence in myself. After all my team won State! I will be all right. I will not suffer a terrible fate.
Jesus was born so long ago, The stories are old, quaint and charming. Easter is another fun holiday, But the real meaning is fading. I wish I knew more about this stuff, But who has time to read? I take time to do my things, I take care of my every need.
I am a hard worker and get credit for it all the time. I am smarter than those other guys.
I get all the rewards. I am fine. I would go to church on Sunday, but what about the game?
You know that my team needs me. Without me it wouldn’t be the same.
But when that final day comes, I know that they will say, “He was a great guy, he cared about us”, At least the people I cared about, as long as they didn’t get in my way.
Some crazy guy told me something that seemed out of place, that the end of the world was near. Maybe for him it is, he seems like a nut case, Or else he drinks too much beer.
He said that the Blessed Mother has been speaking, trying to draw all of her children together. Off in some foreign country I’m thinking, A place I don’t know much about and really, I don’t care.
He said that She is saying, that this is Her last apparition. She will not come to this earth again. Before the return of her Son Jesus. In fifty years, twenty years, maybe ten? If what he is telling me is true, my God what will I do? If Jesus comes too soon, it could spoil all of my plans and spoil my weekend too! As long as I have important things to do and I continue to be tough, I have places I need to be and successful friends, I need not worry about this Jesus stuff, It is more than I can comprehend. Just take me to another game, I want my team to win. If I am able to maintain control, Then heaven will be a cinch. It is easier to think of, when thinking of things in this way, I am busy don’t forget. I am the one who makes things better, I am the one who decides, what direction is the best bet.
People live and people die, there is no reason for me to fret. Jesus might come at some distant time, I take the attitude that; “all that is to be seen yet”.
The music came, the song so sweet. It took a crash to see it, The impact knocked me off my feet. At first, I did not even hear it. He was so young and beautiful, what did all of his lyrics and words mean? I loved the sound, I loved the pull, from people that he would meet.
The wind would blow, his voice would fade, But all the time deep down inside I knew. That everything he did and stood for, Was what I wanted, and what I knew was true.
It meant life didn’t matter, subjected to my control. It meant there was no purpose, If conquering this earth was our goal. How could I have been so stupid? The man who said She’s here. She’s telling us that He is coming, She is telling us beware.
Silence is really music. Love is the only way. It doesn’t matter if I am better than you, It’s what I do, not what I say. I now know that He is coming. I now know that it is soon! All the time I thought I had, Has floated away like a lost balloon. I need to surrender every day, Put behind my previous list. I need to get started now, I need to pray, I need to fast, I need to be my best. I cannot read enough to be ahead, of where I need to be. I cannot change the things I’ve done, that were not pleasant to others or proper for me. I cannot have the time back, The clock keeps ticking louder now. Don’t take me to another place, I’m not ready yet, but I promise I am learning how. I wish that the person I was, Could have seen me today more clearly then as now. I lose the past, it’s no longer important. What others think is one thing, what God thinks is paramount.
I lost control of all my plans. My feet slipped, my body swayed. I found myself doing the only thing I could, I fell to my knees and I prayed.
God I know you are in heaven. I know I should use reverence when using your name. I know that the time of Your Kingdom draws near, I know that it is most important that Your will be done and by giving myself to you, my life will not be the same.
If I follow in Your path I can find true love and peace, both on earth and as it is in heaven, every day through Your Son Jesus. Living bread, You in flesh, You sent Him to help us begin. To realize Your love for us and to forgive us of all our sins.
I must forgive all of those who have offended me and I must ask for forgiveness too. I have not been the best person to people, that I could have helped more and knew. God you have shown me the path to take to avoid temptation although narrow. The path you have shown me is guaranteed, to take me away from all evil. This path is the path to Your Kingdom; the path that you have provided. It is the path of your will for us, but our free will must be decided.
I say these things with my head bowed low and desperate, in need of You in my life. To guide me, help me, and hear all of my minds wanderings, my troubles, my joys and my fear.
Your Kingdom, Your power and Your glory is all that matters, today, tomorrow, and forever.
My Lord I thank you for all the blessings you have given me, presently, year after year. The pain that I am going through, I acknowledge that You care. For always being there with me; inside me, for always being right here. For listening to me and the words I feel, for You, . . . my Lord’s prayer.
Press pen to page, lost for words. Never showing the age, neither seen nor heard.
Flowing through history like wine from a flask. Symbols men a-making, marking nothing, taking everything to task.
What of you will remain when the rest of you are gone? Once written, forever spoken, your meaning travels on.
Watch for God, for the time is coming.
Time is always coming. God is time, time is with us, God is with us, Time is coming, yet already came. Every day He is coming,
deep down inside He is there. Watch for God closely, He is not far, He is near. Listen carefully for His voice as He calls you by name. God is watching, for there is no time other than God.
Darkness looms at every edge. Filled with pride, opinion swelled. Walking a thin line on a narrow ledge. Hidden from the light as prisoners we are held. A comet passes through our orbital path. We know only nothing if not from our past. Stars align for the aftermath, time keeps rising we are getting there fast. Watch for the coming, when we struggle to relate. Watch for the darkness as it creeps into the frame. A dark veil confines us inevitability our fate. Watch for the signals, few things will remain the same.
Can we share our story with others, will it settle our mind? Finding peace in the midst of battle, separating oneself from the rest of mankind. Listening to one's sharing when there is no one else there.
Listening is a form of speaking telling another that you care.
A plant can shoot upward through the hard frozen ground. By being present you can help someone through a hardship,
without making a sound.
They say, “Write what you feel.” But to feel a certain way might not be right. Write words as you would speak them, read only what you write. Believe in something to make you feel better, even though hard to comprehend and out of eye’s sight? Go ahead and take no for an answer, What difference does it make? Find plausible to be common-place, reach for and eat only what you can taste? As you retire every evening from a day filled with strife, I know my love is beyond your acceptance,
yet I stay by your side day and night.
The wind blows hard saying God is coming. Watch carefully for nature knows what His hand is touching. Trees are aware as they move to and fro. Little children see Him and deep inside they know. With all of our running about,
the world of man has fallen asleep. For God is coming soon to shout, that it is for Him our spirits to keep.
The violins play, they complement each other. There is beauty in harmony, we are meant to play together. Sound is color, pulsating colors blend; music is light.
Morning is evening, time has no meaning; daytime is night. What we see is what we believe, what we have known from the very start. All of us are meant to be together, sharing with each other what each has been given, in concert - collective heart.
A play on words, is a word (or words) for the day. To write what you feel, can you feel right about the way? If you feel like you are in a play, do you choose the words you wish to say? Words written make a statement. Acting on feelings can cause resentment or contentment. Just letters put together, random placement on a page. Some can cause love and peace to flourish; some can cause war to rage.
Speaking your mind gives you a right to feel and to state. Words used and how you use them determines destiny, seals your fate.
Soft white billowing, flakes falling down.
God’s message bringing, settling softly on the ground. Thoughts of new beginning,
of what was once . . . pretend, memories and meaning, of what could have been.
Calm and peaceful feelings, nature’s annual reprieve, minds open to spirit reason, for a moment can we believe?
Quiet and still the earth tonight, no trembling or shaking, no heavenly might.
Silence surrounds darkness, darkness engulfs the life that keeps us in motion,
spinning closer to the light. Once more morning saves us, waking from eternal notion. Nothingness seems contrite.
Cerebral connections interacting, from the darkness we take flight.
Cool breeze, the sun glistens off the trees,
branches covered with snow.
A touch of the morning, time stands still,
letting nature’s beauty show.
“Walk with me,” the trail calls,
having nowhere else to go.
The air is crisp, I feel alive,
there is nothing else I need to know.
Why does love make one cry? Profound joy over times gone by. When I am alone, my emotions run deep. I find you always; it is you that I seek. Around others; comfort and peace. Thoughts are external, safe and replete. The shield, my strength, I can contend. With distractions of life, it’s easy to pretend. My solitude comes, my mind holds fast. Your face; your spirit; keeping recent the past.
I cry for you, the person who I have lost.
I cry for the beauty you gave without cost.
I know no other purpose, I have no other plan. To live from hill to valley, and try my best to understand.
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