Poems

Moms and dads are given a flock,
Looks and genes stem from the same stock,
Kids will read your thoughts…so sublime!
Habits are absorbed over time,
They observe you around the clock.

It’s not enough to just “provide,”
Discipline, love…must be applied,
The Sacraments and daily prayers
Will show Christ as their friend, who cares,
His life will serve as their sure guide.

These little sheep look up to you,
In a few years, they’ll say adieu,
They’ll walk the path which you have lead…
Prepare them for battles ahead!
Be authentic, PLEASE be true blue!

God blesses folks who put others first,
Who notice when people hurt and thirst,
They don’t expect to be reimbursed.
Actions done with love, and not coerced.

The middle seat in a crowded car,
“Giving” your partner a putt for par,
Saying “hi”, and smiling au revoir,
Sharing some of your granola bar…

Pointing the conversation their way,
Doggedly searching for sheep that stray,
Preparing some exquisite soufflé,
The best act of love is, of course, to pray.

“The pursuit of happiness”…but why?
This seems to be culture’s battle cry…
See the world’s suffering through Christ’s eyes,
Christ’s is begging for help, please reply,
Sally forth, take action, don’t stand by!
Then God will send you peace from on high!

Alarm ringing in the morning,
Sounding the early warning,
Head still spinning from dreaming,
Tired bones, silently screaming.

Christ is patiently hoping
In spite of all the groaning,
To see open hearts…serving ,
Self-giving…not observing!

Please, start your day by praying,
Hear what Jesus is saying!
“So many souls are hurting…
It is so disconcerting,
This alarm is my calling,
Please help me…without stalling!”

Alarm ringing in the morning,
Sounding the early warning,
Head still spinning from dreaming,
Tired bones, silently screaming.

Christ is patiently hoping
In spite of all the groaning,
To see open hearts…serving ,
Self-giving…not observing!

Please, start your day by praying,
Hear what Jesus is saying!
“So many souls are hurting…
It is so disconcerting,
This alarm is my calling,
Please help me…without stalling!”

Hidden pains of the heart, are buried deep within.
Some are self-inflicted, the ravages of sin.
Stress can stretch the soul, like thick rubber bands pulled tight,
Many swim in darkness, an abyss without light.
Death’s dagger strikes at random, leaving friends behind,
We don’t know when or how…our time has been assigned.

Jesus perceives this all…he knows each aching sore,
Christ walked in our shoes…and with prayer he won this war.
Lean hard into God, when life’s waves kick up a storm,
For by this patient purging, we can be transformed!
True peace and joy are God’s gifts, coming from above,
He showers grace on hearts, who suffer with great love!

Do not allow for any postponement,
Half way measures, simply will not suffice.
Living fully in the present moment,
Filling it to the brim with love for Christ!

Sacrificial, random acts of kindness,
Quickly responding to the other’s need…
Making up for those who live in blindness,
Who look the other way, due to fatigue.

True prayer propels patient perseverance,
Deep concern to console the Sacred Heart.
For “selflessness” is Christian coherence,
The sacred stuff that sets the Saints apart!

So many different Saints above,
Nuns, priests, lawyers…even .Gov!
Fighting sin without boxing gloves,
All linked together by Christ’s love.

They simply loved a little more,
Self-Sacrifice…no keeping score.
They fostered a strong esprit de corps,
Selflessness…was their inner core.

The path to sanctity is clear:
Daily prayer, one must persevere!
Souls that glow, like a chandelier,
From deep virtue, that is sincere,
Hearts that listen, with Jesus’s ear,
Unbreakable faith, without fear,
Their holy presence, brings Christ’s cheer!

Too busy? Maxed out? No time for God?
Having your nails or hair done by Claude?
Listening to songs on your iPod?
Drinking beer, while casting your fly rod?
Escaping for a break at Cape Cod?
Checking Sports Center to be oohed/awed?
Hitting the golf range, ripping up sod?
Not trying to be nosy or prod…
Can’t you make a FEW MINUTES for God??

It’s so easy to complain,
Over daily aches and pains.
To start whispering campaigns,
When feeling other’s disdain.
Why allow this huge brain drain?
Walk with Christ…sing in the rain!

We have Jesus as our friend!
He can heal us and mend,
He’ll be faithful to the end!
On his love for us…depend!

No more empty platitudes,
God gives us all latitude,
To change our gloomy attitude:
Focus more on gratitude!

“The Divine Alum”

The big question is why? Why did Christ come?
What intention drove the “Divine Alum”,
To leave heaven in favor of a slum?
It has to do with what we could become!
His life, his words became our rule of thumb,
His grace calms anxious hearts, fights off the glum.
He left us his most precious pearl; his mum!

Jesus’ hopeful eyes are scouring the land,
Looking for generous hearts, minds and hands,
Flexible souls who adapt to his plans,
Who help his Kingdom of love to expand!
Selflessness will give God the upper hand…
What will you say to him? Where do you stand?