Pentecost

Come, and open your heart.
Throw wide the shutters.
Put off the weights
that drag you down.
Ascend like a feather
in the arms of the wind.
It will blow through you,
filling you with power,
speaking with your voice.
Listen! The wind blows
wherever it wills.
It will carry you
by paths untrodden
to where you would not go.
Rejoice and be glad.

Heavenly help

For we are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses.I

What if a monk named Francis
asked you to stop and intercede
for the poor who suffer everywhere?
Would you spare for them a fervent prayer?

What if a nun called Faustina
asked you to join her unending plea
for mercy on those about to die?
Would you pray gladly and not ask why?

What if Margaret Mary took your hand
and bade you give your life
to adoration of the Sacred Heart?
Would you consider it just a start?

You need not go alone to pray.
There are many teachers on the way.

Shared Destiny

"I shall not die,"
the child believes
and laughs in her delight.

"I came to die,"
the savior cries
In anguish to the night.

"I too shall die,"
the child soon learns
and feels the stab of fear.

"I live forever,"
Jesus proclaims.
"Look up, for I am here."

May haiku

Mary's month has come,
bursting with resurrection.
All praise to our God.

Meeting

The eyes of the angel
and the woman meet.
His glance is a flame,
Heaven's light
pierces her heart
and finds no shadow.
He looks into her eyes
and sees an ocean
of grace brimming
overflowing,
in tears of joy.

Perseverance

I am a candle flickering in the wind. 
How shall I burn with a steady light?
Set me on a stand, a sure foundation.
Encompass me about with protection.

I am a candle flickering in the wind.
How shall I burn with a steady light?
Melt and mold me according to Your will.
Set me to blazing with an eternal spark.

I am a candle flickering in the wind.
How shall I burn with a steady light?
Let me feast on the unbroken stream
of oil poured from your overflowing grace.

The gift of tongues

Grant to me, O Lord,
the gift of tongues,
that I might speak a word
powerful and true.
Jesus.

Grant to me, O Lord,
the gift of tongues
that I might speak a word
to bring others peace.
Jesus.

Grant to me, O Lord,
the gift of tongues,
that I might speak a word
of illuminating light.
Jesus.

Grant to me, O Lord,
The gift of tongues,
That I might speak a word,
ringing loud with love.
Jesus.