#God
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What if the silence is only waiting,and heaven stands just beyond the veil,a door left openin the dark? Pascal whispers:you must choose your waybefore you can know the road. So I place my small lifeupon the possibility of dawn,as a pilgrimwho has heard a distant bell. For what is faithif not the heart leaningtoward what… Read more
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Heaven trembles at the edge of thoughtand slips away when we try to hold it. It is the place where absence cannot enter,and yet every longing arrives quietly,like a feather carried on a wind no one sees. Nothing is heavy,and yet everything restsin a fullness that sustains. Colors hum, shapes breathe,and the air itself remembersevery… Read more
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The soul lies openin the stillness of God,where nothing stirs but mercyand the faint echo of its own longing. The river moves without sound,washing away what clings,leaving only what is readyto be embraced. The heart remembers itself,all that it withheld,all that it feared to offer.The remembering is not harsh;it unfolds slowly,a revelation of tender light.… Read more
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Broken pieces breathe in fractured light. Shadows gatherwhere hands once held the whole,where silence pressed against the heart. Shame, fear, quiet sins;they have always been seen. Still I clutch the fragments,whispering prayersthat fade into hidden corners. Rain seeps into the cracks,soft and unrelenting,turning splintered piecesinto something that can hold. Mercy drifts like wind,finding placeswe never… Read more
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Straying a touch from my usual schedule, I have written a trilogy of poems that I will publish in order this coming week on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Each poem explores the inner landscape of faith: the quiet transformation of the soul through mercy, the surrender that reveals light within brokenness, and the contemplative longing… Read more
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Lord of the lowly,teach me to find Youwhere the world has learned not to look. In the face beneath the bridge,in the hands that tremble for bread,in the stranger carrying a lifeno one bothers to know,let me glimpse the mysteryof Your hidden presence. You have chosen the poornot because they are less,but because love draws… Read more
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I keep discoveringhow far I am from You. Somewherestuck in the hidden chambersof my own heartwhere shadows still gather. I reach for Youand somehow reachfor myself instead. I speak of loveand then withhold it.I speak of surrenderand end up clinging to what I fear losing. I am dusttrying to rememberthe shape of heaven. And still,Jesus,… Read more
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I have tried to follow Your lightwith eyes that fail to see clearly. I have called my own voiceYour whisper,and walked roadsI thought You had given me. Then I found myself lost. And I wonderif You saw the tryingor only the wandering. But perhaps You see deeper. Perhaps You seethe small, trembling yesbeneath my failure,the… Read more
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In every step, in every stride,AMDG, our noble guide,Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam,For God’s greater glory, our heart’s hymn. In every task, both great and small,We heed the whisper of the call,To lift our deeds, our thoughts, our aim, In service of a higher flame. For in the depths of every soul,There lies a spark that… Read more
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An old tree has weathered countless storms, each leaving its mark. Left less beautiful than when its bark was fully intact and its leaves were unblemished, it offers a different beauty now. There is character where once smooth surfaces adorned its trunk. There’s more to see within its cracks and holes, baring its soul. It… Read more
