Yesterday was a day without appointments of any kind – a blessed day of complete rest. No fresh inspiration arrived, so I was very happy to dip into my treasure-chest, bringing out a poem written a short while ago:
Jesus told him, “You believe because you have seen me. Blessed are those who believe without seeing me” (John 20:29; NLT).
It’s easy to have feelings, Lord,
But harder to have faith.
It’s easy to complain, Lord,
But far harder to say, “Yes”.
It’s easy to hate strangers, Lord,
But harder to love all.
It’s easy to condemn, Lord,
But instead, help me to bless.
Love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you (Mark 5:44; NKJV).
Job stood up, tore his robe, and shaved his head. He fell to the ground and worshiped, saying: Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will leave this life. The LORD gives, and the LORD takes away. Blessed be the name of the LORD. Throughout all this Job did not sin or blame God for anything (Job 1:20-22; CSB).
I want your will to be done, not mine (Matthew 26:39; NLT).
Love the stranger (Deuteronomy 10:19; NKJV).
Do not judge others, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn others, or it will all come back against you. Forgive others, and you will be forgiven (Luke 6:37; NLT).
The Rosary Hospital
I’ve now made an experimental prayer circlet with a holding-cross half-way round. It’s a delight to wear, as the cross rests so close to my heart.