Knowing by Padraig J. Daly

We know how stars divide,

How atoms race and run,

How the first explosion

Sent the planets hurtling.

How there is a maw in the spheres,

Lurking to swallow everything.

And miss the small perfection

Of a bird alighting,

Dilettante butterfly,

The oak over the river

Sheltering the sensitive fish.

And sometimes

If we fold ourselves

Into that quiet and wait,

The Other comes,

Touching us with madness

And certitude.

Victim of the storm

"If you work the words into your life, you are like a smart carpenter who dug deep and laid the foundation of his house on bedrock. When the river burst its banks and crashed against the house, nothing could shake it; it was built to last. But if you just use my words in Bible studies and don't work them into your life, you are like a dumb carpenter who built a house but skipped the foundation. When the swollen river came crashing in, it collapsed like a house of cards. It was a total loss." (Message)

“The way of fools seems right to them.” Proverbs 12:15a (NIV)

Built on sand.

Saved a few grand.

Until the storm.

Until the storm.

Financed by a sub-prime.

Plan to flip it in ten months time.

Until the storm.

Until the storm.

My love left me.

I waved goodbye on the porch.

As the storm approached.

As the storm approached.

Outgo exceeded income.

The neighborhood is turning into a slum.

As the storm howled its warning.

As the storm howled its warning.

The waters drove me up a tree.

The river drove the house to the sea.

And then the storm ceased to be .

And then the storm ceased to be.

Stuck in a FEMA trailer.

A failure.

Got foreclosed on the loan.

All alone.

A victim of the storm.

A victim of the storm.

A victim of the storm.

A Father's Love

“And behold, a voice from heaven said,

This is My Son, My Beloved, in Whom I delight!” (AMP)

(Matthew 3:17)

This is my Son.

This is my Boy.

He is the One.

Who is just like Me.

 

 

 

This is my Son.

This is my Boy.

He is Love.

Just like Me.

 

 

 

This is my Son.

This is my Boy.

He’s God’s gift to women.

He’s God’s gift to men.

 

 

 

This is my Son.

This is my Boy.

He is my joy,

In whom I delight.

 

 

Amen.

A Bible Study Prayer

May my beliefs

outnumber my doubts.

 

 

May my understanding

be reflecting in my praying.

 

 

May my studying

Renew my mind.

 

 

May each lesson

Aid me in my mission.

 

 

May each word I say in class,

Be the message You need said.

Amen.

The Life Everlasting

A faith-healing evangelist was asked, “Who goes to heaven?”

He would answer something like,

“Everybody who can stand that much love.”

And when asked, “Who goes to hell?”

He responded, “Only those who will have it no other way.”

Forever

Su casa es mi casa.

Permanently

The language of Truth is spoken.

Everlastingly

We are in your Presence.

Perpetually

We are shown love.

Continually

We drink Your living water.

Ceaselessly

We worship You in song, word and deed.

Endlessly

We will use and share the treasures
that were stored up for us.

Always

We will submit to Your Way.

And

Eternally

We are free.

Amen.

The Power

Imagine the power of the resurrection

That takes Him from tomb temperature

to ninety-eight point six.

Imagine the power of the resurrection

That gives Him the strength

to move the rock.

Imagine the power of the resurrection

That clears His parched throat

to ask the guards for some water.

Imagine the power of the resurrection

That has no interest to rub His enemies faces in it

but longs to be reunited with His friends.

Imagine the power of the resurrection

As Mary approaches this dirty, tired, sweaty man

finishing

His graveyard shift.

Imagine the power of the resurrection

As the One who defeated death,

calls out your name.

Amen.

Judgment

(Matthew 25:32-34)

32All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats.

33 He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right,

‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance,

the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world.

Every day,

The world wants to place

a category on every face.

The extreme and the mainstream.

The sheep and the creeps.

The addicted and the clean.

The good and the mean.

The indifferent and the voters.

The leaders and their supporters.

The rich and the pissants.

And on the Last Day,

God separates us into two:

His

and

Hisn’t.

Amen.

Too much

Meditation on John 2-4

Did Jesus go too far
When He filled the water jars
with His Dad's favorite vintage?
180 gallons! -
Jesus, are you trying to flood the village!

Did Jesus go too far
at the Temple bazaar
with His spring cleaning?
With You  Jesus , "Under New Management"
has a whole new meaning.

Did Jesus go too far
As the priest found it so bizarre.
To enter God's domain
you must be born again.
Jesus, I never thought the tomb
as a delivery room.

Did Jesus go too far
to be secretive about the bar
the serves the water that satisfies?
Like the Samaritan woman
I really want a piece of that franchise.

Did Jesus go too far
to tell the local czar
how much we whine
for our need of wonders and signs
before telling him that his boy will be fine.

Oh Jesus,
Let's have some of that leftover wine.

Mercy

Matthew 18:23-35  (The Unmerciful Servant)

Why did he do it?
Bully someone for chump change,
Right after being forgiven for millions.
Is mercy only found at the foot of the cross?
OK, sometimes with mama too.

Why did he do it?
He went back into a world of
You owe me
and
I owe you.
A world of
In God we trust
all others pay cash.
A world of winners and losers.
A world where "Give me a break,"
ain't a request but a cynical statement.
Is mercy only found at the foot of the cross?
OK, sometimes with mama too.

Jesus said,
"Only the merciful will receive mercy." 1
and
"With the measure you use, it will be measured to you." 2
Trouble is we don't breathe in the mercy.
We accept the measurements the world gives us.
Just so no one can take advantage of us.
Is mercy only found at the foot of the cross?
OK, sometimes with mama too.

Note 1- Matthew 5:7
Note 2- Mark 4:24

Don't underestimate the value of listening....to all the things you can't hear

(Prayer of the human condition)

Matthew 12:34b: For out of the overflow of the heart,
the mouth speaks.

When the pastor greets the flock
with a cheerful "Good Morning",
Sometimes the congregation
rumbles back a humble grumble.

Oh, how I wish the preacher would not ask
for us to repeat this task.
As spokesman for us sheep
the reason we're half asleep
is
We're buried under the world's garbage heap.

Texting without conversation
Busted relations
Soul sucking work
Everyone in the world is a jerk.
Sleep without rest
Issues without context
Obama and Glenn Beck
My inflation riddled paycheck.
Corporations are charged with a misdemeanor
For the air over Pasadena.
Jesus, I ain't even gotten started,
but the guy in front of me farted.

So on a Sabbath morn
when our response to your query is so forlorn.
Pastor, do not ask for us be repeating
the response to your greeting.
Instead heed the sound of our loss
and shepherd us to the cross.

Rebel Jesus Sunday

(Luke 19:28-48 - Palm Sunday)

What a parade!
or was it a charade?
This is the exception not the rule,
A messiah riding on a mule.

Jesus stared at the holy town.
He foresaw its collapse to the ground.
What's next is hard to describe
A God who actually cried.

Then His tears turned into anger
toward the Temple moneychangers.
What happened next tested every Levite's sanity,
A God who turned into a vigilante.

Then the ruling class convened
to discuss the actions of the Nazerine.
And their agenda was driven by fear -
How do you make a God disappear?

Home is where you hang your head

Luke 15:17-24 (Prodigal Son)

Humbly I come down the road,
And I see him approaching fast.
Running as fast as he can,
Boy, he's gonna kick my sorry ass.

Can't blame him a bit,
I lost it all including a piece of my soul.
I promise to pay it all back,
Yeah, the years in the world will exact its toll.

Did I hear him say, "Son"?
I start my speech but he tells me to stop.
In his headlock, I taste his tears,
but I also can smell that pig slop.

I can't hear what he's yelling to the help,
probably, "Start digging my grave."
He's dragging me toward the house,
As I tell him I'll be his slave.

"Stop this nonsense," he said,
"You're my boy and always will be.
We're gonna clean you up,
butcher the fatted calf
into some fine ground round.
And will someone fetch big boy
and tell him the piece of my heart
that was lost
has now been found."

I'll leave the light on for you

You should be known for the beauty that comes from within,
the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit,
which is so precious to God. (1 Peter 3:4)

Of all the places He could go,
Jungles oh so dense,
Or galaxies yet unnamed,
Even check out Vegas.
Yeah, God lives in heaven,
but vacations in my soul.

Of all the things He could do,
Surf the ocean on the leviathan's back,
Workout the pale horse in thirty-five and breezing,
Whisper "I bless you," after someone finishes sneezing.
Yeah, God lives in heaven,
but vacations in my soul.

What a mess You left behind!

(The last week of the Christ)

God so loved the world

that He gave

His one and only Son

that whoever believes in him

shall not perish

but have eternal life. John 3:16

What a mess You left behind!

A dead fig tree.
Pissed off merchants.

A criminal was set free.

Ripped the Temple curtain from top to bottom.

A suicide.

The man with the keys to the Kingdom went fishing.

Your body was not prepared for burial.

We hastily placed You in a tomb,

with a promise to fix it up first thing Sunday.

And when I return

What do I find -

The rock is knocked over.

Jesus, what a mess You left behind!

　

Winter Baptism Haiku

Winter Baptism Haiku

Under the water

and out of the gusting wind

God, this is freedom.

http://www.icp.org/museum/exhibitions/take-me-to-the-water



Holy

Accept Me.
Love Me.
Let Me
work
in your
life.


Accept them.
Love them.
Let Me
(through you)
work
in their
lives.

Talk to Me.
Be honest.
Let Me
hear
your heart.

Talk to them.
Be honest.
Listen
to
their hearts.

Do these things
for
I AM
holy.
And
please believe it
My precious one -
you are too.

Amen.

Follow Me

Follow Me

with your cross.

And I don’t understand why,

but you can hang your baggage

from it

if you want.

Follow Me

with your empty purse.

And

No, I won’t sign

a waiver of liability.

Follow Me

and you can fish for people.

“So, we’re angling for souls.”

Oh, you’re so funny.

Follow Me

after you sell everything you have

and

pay off your credit cards.

Follow Me.

You hear

and recognize My voice.

No, friending Me on Facebook

Ain’t gonna cut it.

Follow Me.

I don't apologize

that

I love you.

I am sorry,

That's the way I am.

Follow Me.

And until you do,

there is no

Amen.

The Right Stuff

A meditation on Matthew 7:7-8


7 “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. 8 For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.

Seek the right stuff,
I AM your map.

Ask for the right stuff,
I AM your man.

And if I,
the Easter One,
requests your presence,
(with all your stuff.)
Don’t knock.
I AM home.
Come on in.

Amen.

Our Little Secret

Meditation on Matthew 6:1-18

When (not if) you give,
Let your charity be hidden.
It will be our little secret.

When (not if) we have a dialogue,
Let your prayer be private and simple.
It will be our little secret.

When (not if) you fast,
Refrain from telling all from what you abstained.
It will be our little secret.

Give.
Pray.
Fast.

It will be our little secret.
So the world will know who I AM.

Bread and Water

I hunger for this daily bread.
Not the loaves that Satan wanted from stones.
Not the piece that Judas dipped in Your cup.
Not the grease soaked ones that I had for lunch.
I hunger for the Bread of Life.

I thirst for this living water
Not from where the pigs cliff dived to their death.
Not from the basin where Pilate washed his hands.
Not from the sugar filled can that I had for lunch.
I thirst for Your living water.

Amen.

An Irish Blessing

May God give you...
For every storm, a rainbow,
For every tear, a smile,
For every care, a promise,
And a blessing in each trial.
For every problem life sends,
A faithful friend to share,
For every sigh, a sweet song,
And an answer for each prayer.

When Will This Service End?

“For we are co-workers in God’s service”

1 Corinthians 3:9

After confessing our faults,
Singing His praises,
Hearing His Word,
Eating the bread,
Drinking from the cup,
The final Amen is said.

Not signifying the
end of the worship
but
the beginning of
our service
in our homes,
at work,
in the marketplace,
and in the world,
for another week
of our lives
on earth.

The Prodigal People

At the beginning of the story
God calls a nation together
Frees them from bondage
and saves them from recapture.
But after awhile
They replace their God with the culture’s gods.
God is heartbroken
and wishes they would come to their senses.


Then later on
God calls a church together.
Frees them from the bondage of sin and death,
and saves them with the indwelling of His Spirit.
But after awhile
They replace their God with the culture’s gods.
God is heartbroken
and wishes they would come to their senses.

At the end of the story
God sends for those who were faithful.
Frees them from those who ridicule their uniqueness,
and saves them by being forever present in their lives.
But God is still heartbroken
for those who never came to their senses.

Ash Wednesday (2011)

After I receive the black stamp of repentance,
I sense His presence
as He asks me to go with Him
in the wilderness.
To sacrifice,
to pray,
to learn,
to love,
and to practice the art He has perfected -
Resurrection.