"Born To Die"

When God did speak His Holy Word,

and came here as His Son,

Jesus Christ was born, to die -

He was the Chosen One.

And look at what He did for me,

while friends surrounding slumbered -

His hands and feet so cruelly pierced,

His precious bones were numbered.

This time of year I try to dwell

upon the cross He bore -

three times His wounded Body fell

and yet He rose once more.

My Lord, My God, you did this all

to wash away my sins -

Please help me not myself to fall

as the end of Lent begins.

csr

2/25/2004

Homeless Update

With all the problems already caused, this homeless man still doesn't understand he's just not wanted in the town he chose to "settle in".  The police, after arresting him on that vagrancy charge after he was seen daily outside elementary schools, could only hold him 72 hours before charging him.  He still speaks strangely, no one quite understands what he means.  But amazingly, many of these upper-class people have rallied to his defense.  This is what happened, according to the local news:

The judge took one gaze at the paperwork and decided since he'd harmed no one, he had a right to live his life anyway he chose - so long as he didn't interfere with the rights of others.  Unfortunately, he looks and smells pretty bad, looks and acts very out of place, wears rags, looks like a bum.  Most want him to disappear.  But no one can find any law that say he has to.  It's odd.

This has become a big matter now in the small, upper-class town I've been talking about.  I think that's the only reason they can't deal with the nuisance of a homeless person, who speaks strangely, begs for food, talks to little kids (who should know better), is because they're not accustomed to it, and that's why it's made the news at all.  They just don't know what's "pc" in this matter.  So most have decided he should be "escorted" out of town, let someone else deal with him.  He's just a bum, a troublemaker anyway, they figure, nothing to do with them. 

As I've said, he thinks he "belongs" in this town, it's his home or something.  But here's something else - that group who have taken time to chat, try to make contact, just attempt to be human to someone who otherwise is another big pain for the town to deal with, these people have decided to use him as a "cause celeb" to promote themselves, I'm not sure why.  They don't seem sincere.  But the cops sure do, they want him gone.

We'll see ...

 

"Faith"

I am with Thee

as Thou art with me,

adrift on this sea

of uncertainty.

Together we ride

this ocean's rough tide -

In Thee I abide

though I've cried, how I've cried ...

             Yet wherein lies my trust?

             If needs be then I must

             return into the dust

             that sustains.

I fear no ill-word,

'Tis now barely heard,

For Thou hast unloosn'd

my chains. 

csr

 

 

Patrick's Suunday Seven c/o Jude

"Name the last specific items you purchased at the grocery store" :

l.   Organic Soy Milk

2.  Cottage cheese

3.  Romaine lettuce, tomatoes, all salad fixings

4.  Saltless Saltines ("Tops")

5.  Skinless Chicken

6.  Steel-cut Oats

7.  a Milky Way bar

 

Let All Be Well With You

YESTERDAY is already a dream.

TOMORROW is only a vision.

             but

TODAY, well-lived, makes every Yesterday a dream of happiness and every Tomorrow a vision of HOPE.

                            LIVE WELL !

A Colorful Entry

I am breaking my Lenten outfit to make this "colorful" entry

I have this gorgeous, brown-eyed girlfriend, with yellow-hair. She just bought a beautiful sexy red dress, which turned me green with envy. I ended up with the worst case of the blues all day, just wanted to fall into a black hole. But thankfully, my grey cells took over. I put on some peach lipstick, a lavender silk blouse and dark-pink skirt. Naturally, I slipped into teal heels. I went over to her off-white Mediterranean manse with the saffron trim, and pressed the navy doorbell. When a blue-haired butler answered, he escorted me into the old amber library, where I waited. I was admiring a lilac-colored vase, when she entered. She wore a limegreen jumpsuit with wheat-colored go-go boots. Her wig was orange with blue-green hoop earrings. She had on about an inch of heavy torquise eye-shadow, surrounded by kohl eyeliner, coral lipstick, and not-quite-matching nail polish.

And that's when I realized that no matter how richly colorful you are, you can't buy class.

Soft Little Thought

Our thoughts become words, which become actions.  Actions become habits which become destiny.  If you make a habit of, say, lying, you'll be destined to be seen as an habitual liar.  By the way, this works for good deeds, as well. 

St. Thomas Aquinas, the great church scholar, once wrote that in praying for those we can barely abide, our enemies, the enemies of our loved ones - by praying for these do our intercessions become very powerful.  For, how hard is it to pray for someone who is decent and good?  It's easy. 

So pray for those who will make a habit of lying or being hurtful.  Pray for them before their acts become habits, and they are sealed in their destinies.