16 January 2016

A Prayer of Trust in the Lord

Grant me the faith to accept what's beyond my control
Drive away fear that entangles and poisons my soul
Lift up my eyes till I see the next thing I should do
Encourage my heart to be hopeful and generous, too

18 October 2015

Prayer at the Icon of the Theotokos

Theotokos, plentiful in tenderness,
look upon a sinful people in distress.
Worthy for compassion, Lady fashion us.
Intercede with motherly prerogative.
Filled with hope and awe, to you we humbly cry
Like the Angel Gabri'l who pronounced you bless'd.


14 October 2015

Prayer at the Icon of Christ

Your spotless icon, gracious Lord, we reverently adore,
and we, from our transgressions, ask forgiveness, Christ our God.
For you were pleased to take on flesh and then ascend the cross,
Delivering us whom you have made from bondage to our foe.
We therefore cry aloud in praise, "You filled all things with joy!"
For you our blessed Savior came indeed to save the world!

23 April 2015

Self Control and Wisdom

By whip or want and every sort of fear
by vice or visions, falsely shining hopes
the tyrant drives the lives of other men.
But how from such devices keep we clear?
As bold and honest slaves we melt our ropes
by mastering our tyrants deep within.

Simplicity in words and humble acts
A steady stance before the pain of fate
The rightness of the right word timely placed
The truth well understood above the facts
And calm that waits beneath a sudden weight
By such as these is knowledge far outpaced

The death of vice begins with Self Control
Repeated use brings Wisdom to the soul

Hope and Faith

An oyster waits beneath the blue-green mass
for hands long parted from the air.
It's lifted as the diver turns at last
ascending t'ward the disk of light from where
she craves a breath.  The lighter press, and shafts
of sun, propel her swift for respite there.

A raging storm both dark and bold assails
each stroke upon this sea immense and cold.
My heart would freeze and yet an echo hails,
"You've been this way before."  That voice I know,
the Captain under whom I sprouted sails!
And so I paddle onward row by row.

As Hope reveals reality not seen
So Faith holds on to what has been