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Yoked to Jesus

“Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden light.” †  Mathew 11: 28-30  What is the labour and burden that Jesus is asking me to deal with? Perhaps I have to let go of the compulsive burden (or is it a sort of entitlement?) that my spouse and children should choose a spiritual path that I know to be right. Jesus accompanied Judas Iscariot to the very end but never deprived him of his freedom to choose his own destiny. Jesus on the other hand, uninterrupted by Judas's choice to reject him, continues to accomplish his mission. He does become a victim of Judas's betrayal but he seldom takes on the victim's identity. In divine wisdom, Jesus chooses to die in our place (and that of Judas) in a redeeming act of love. Rather than being compelled to fix those whom God has entrusted to my headship by m

So I can stay closer

Writhing in pain I suffer day and night Nothing seems so beautiful and I feel miserable inside Take this pain away oh Lord Stretch your hand and heal but my prayers fall on deaf ears While I know you are the Healer Then he said in my ears gently I choose to suffer in your body with you So I can stay closer and have My glory revealed

Raise me up to a higher plane

Raise me up to a higher plane far above my needs and cares where I meet you Lord in spirit and in truth When the world around is harsh I draw my strength form you When the oceans rise above me I lay beside you and rest You fill me with love and the grace I need to love as you love and live as you do One thing I know for sure, all I need is You, Oh faithful One, my sweet shelter

Why is today so different

This poem was written soon after the birth of my first born Today is so different Sun rose with a shiny grin Moon doesn't seem to disappear Stars remain shimmering Why is today so different Clouds are milky, Sky so bright Dew drops shine on every bloom Butterflies fly in hundred hues Birds are singing lullabies Why is today so different Heaven dropped a bubble It floated like a feather In there I saw, wrapped in gold, my son Eyes so tiny, hands too small These little feet so much like mine WHY NOT TODAY BE DIFFERENT JOSEPH, MY JOY, IS BORN ON THIS DAY