Day 102- The Mile I thirst

Poetic injustice…

God is in my Typewriter

I thirst…

I miss everything about the Eucharist.

Its free grace. The ease on my tongue. Your love wrapped in it.

The way You hold me when I do not deserve it. 

The entryway to heaven. The gift of peace. The song of redemption.

In all this, I long for you O Lord.

On my knees, I am empty. You are not there.

When I cry out to you, you are not there.

Your body is a song, and I cannot hear the lyrics.

My love seems empty and cold.

I long for you to hold me in your embrace.

My Father, where are you?

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Born of a Spiritual exercise taken from Father Dan’s 3 p.m Good Friday homily. Watch it here.

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Day 19- The Holy Mile

Put on the new self, which is being renewed, for knowledge, in the image of its creator. Col 3:10 I look at everything like a deck of cards, what's in my hand? What do I need to get rid of? What must I hold onto? I stare, wait, decide on what move is coming next. …

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