holocaust

I am the sacrifice of Elijah,
a young bull laid on the altar
with water twelve jars full
poured out over, trenches catching
and brimming with all that
the saturated wood could not hold.

And Elijah watches, matches laid aside,
staying his hand from starting any flame,
so that when Your fire comes down,
engulfing my heart with a love so strong
so as to outlast any earthly trial,
he will know that it was only by Your hand.

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While Running Beside the South Platte River

Today I passed a man who seemed to be fishing
in an empty river bed.
The water had dropped down over centuries
and now, pooling just out of sight,
was barely trickling through the rocky dirt.

It’s been said that you are one to change
the desert into streams
and thirsty ground into springs of water.
But will you change this dead land between us
into a place verdant with the beauty of life.

When I look across this ocean of sand
and see nothing worth saving,
you tell me that generous is the man
who is merciful
and lends of himself.
And how widely yet your mercy flows,
coming to me like rain in the spring,
that waters the earth,
and showing me how to give of new life.

Come let us set things right,
you say,
and I remember that I have known
my sins to be like scarlet,
but yet you made me white as wool.
And maybe it is not so impossible
to stand on dry land,
rod in hand,
waiting for the flash of scales.

Mt. Tabor (Feast of the Transfiguration)

You led me up a high mountain
and I thought
that I would be able to see for miles
but instead your dark cloud descended
grey and wet and cold
this mist made me draw close to You

but still You wanted me to see more
and illuminated
not my path
but my heart and yours
because the more I see of you
the more I know of me
and sometimes my eyes need to see
that who I will become in You
is more important than where I will go

Luke 9:22

You knew the course of your life here on earth
before you ever set foot
every single day
You knew your fate was to suffer greatly
and be rejected
with hearts still shut against you
as you gave your last
and still you chose
you chose this life
that brought betrayal and rejection

I don’t know my fate
whether my last day will still show
vain attempts
and lonely days
hearts unknown and closed off
If today were the last
I would be the same as you
but I wouldn’t have it any other way
I would choose it all again
out of love for You

The Antiphons, By Any Other Name

No other name takes with it the meaning–
Oh praise the name–

of wisdom – O Sapienta – oh thought of God, forming the universe and making room for every soul needed to bring this world to completion

of lord – O Adonai – leading your people through their journey, like a shepherd, along the way that only you know, that leads to life

of beginning – O Radix Jesse – when everything is ending, you bring new life to birth in us where we thought death had covered our hearts

of freedom – O Clavis David – opening the cages that keep us bound inside ourselves, unlocking our desire to follow you to God’s presence

of light – O Oriens – shining in our darkness, bringing hope in the night until we can see the glory of the day

of king – O Rex Gentium – serving with humility, uniting every race and culture in love and brotherhood, lifting us up to reign with you

of man – O Emmanuel – bringing your divinity into our humanity, coming down from heaven so that God could always be with us

This is Jesus.

The Second Sunday of Advent: Peace

wild,
tongue unloosed,
my heart cries out,
shouts to be heard.
listen my people:

prepare the way –
let love come.
hasten to open your doors
with humility and praise
that your heart, so dilated,
can receive Him.

do not be afraid
to wait for love.

for his word
is joy,
and to the believing heart,
a comfort

and he does not delay.