Sanctifying…silently, slowly,
Evangelizing…humbly, holy,
Tranquilizing…carefully, closely!
The sweet and gentle guest of our soul,
Softly inspires, tries to cajole,
Our “Christification” as it’s goal.
Give him the helm, and total control!
Poems
The Empty Tomb
The empty tomb, the sacred shroud,
The risen Christ was seen by crowds…
These FACTS, the apostles avowed
To boldly proclamate aloud.
Do you believe Christ walks with you,
To guide you through life’s deep fescue?
You know His preferred rendezvous:
The Eucharist! And there’s no queue!
Hang out with HIM…it’s overdue!
Mother’s mystical mind
Mother’s mystical mind,
Remarkably refined,
Amazingly aligned,
Delightfully designed,
Usually unfeigned,
Quagmires? Quarantined!!
“Situations”? Streamlined!!
Simply…one of a kind!!!
Unconditional love
What’s in it for me? Is that all you see?
Future payback? A bottle of chablis?
Serving the poor, or only the marquis?
Selflessness permeates our family tree!
Stretch your heart, expand your diastole!
Unconditional love! Don’t you agree??
Peace and joy? Absolutely guaranteed!
Overcoming your feelings
Melancholic…malaise?
Dark, depressing…dog days?
Hurtful, harrowing…haze?
Pithy, pathetic…phase?
Muster…magnanimity!
Purge…pusillanimity!
Garner..gentle gracefulness!
Promote…prayer, peacefulness
“Agape” audaciousness!
Lean into God
Pondering… provides prudent predictions,
Conscientiousness…clips contradictions.
Deft discernment…drives dandy decisions.
Persistent prayer…powers peak performance,
Christ centeredness…creates careful conformance,
Lean into God!…The effects? ENORMOUS!!!
God bless,
Fr. Michael Sliney, LC
Snow!
Slowly, silently, suddenly…SNOW!
Coldly carpeting, culminating…
Slowly shoveling, slipping…solo?
Calmly creating…captivating!
Skiing, snowboarding, sledding, skating…
Celestial cloudage conveying…
Sculptured snowflakes subtly saying…
Christ carefully communicating…
Surreptitiously stating…God loves you!
God bless,
Fr. Michael Sliney, LC
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Divine tapestries
God gently guiding…”Providence” controlled,
Linen or cotton…silk, silver or gold,
Terrific tapestries…slowly unfold.
Threads of joy, sorrow…color life’s fabric,
Unexpected loss of life…so tragic!
Flus, colds, broken bones…need to be there too,
Trust the divine weaver…no bugaboo!
God’s hidden love…is the silver lining,
Our true happiness…drives his designing,
Give him the needle and thread…start shining!
Trust in God’s plan
Nothing happens without God’s permission,
His perfect plan takes time to fruition.
Trust in his love, wisdom…crush suspicion!
Lean into Faith…not just intuition,
Freedom, providence…juxtaposition!
Humility is the key condition,
To live out Jesus’ plan…HIS volition!
What is your internal disposition?
Christmas poem
Forgotten, forsaken…frozen,
Cherished, cuddled, caressed…chosen.
Jarringly jettisoned…jungle!
Heavenly hiatus…humble!
Why did Jesus leave paradise?
Love…love for YOU, to be precise!