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Confirmation

The Sacrament of Confirmation

Confirmation perfects baptismal grace

The Sacrament gives the Holy Spirit to root us more deeply in divine filiation

Incorporate us more firmly to Fr. Christ

Strengthen our bond with the Church

Associate us more closely with her mission

Help us bear witness to Christian faith in words accompanied by deeds

Like Baptism imprints a spiritual mark or indeliable character of the Christian soul

For this reason one can receive this sacrament only once in one’s life

A candidate for Confirmation has attained the age of reason must profess faith

Be in the state of grace

Have the intention of receiving the Sacrament

Be prepared to assume the role of disciple

Witness to Fr. Christ, both within the Ecclesial bond

Annointing of the forehead of the baptized with sacred chrism


Written 09172012


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Let it be

Let no shadow be cast in my soul
for I have seen the countenance of grace.
Let my heart not build a wall
to hide the furious compassion of Your face.

Let the rain of mercy fall
upon the dry wasteland of my memories.
Let my life answer to Your call
and my own stubbornness cease.

Let me not at the foot of the cross
resent precious blood splattered for me.
Let it cover the pain of loss
and from sin set me free.

Thank the Lord my soul can rejoice
for I am but a sinner whom You gave a choice.


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Mother's Unfailing Love


Our rising worship! Oh, perfect love of Mother and Child

is understood by adoring eyes. Eager hearts pray, 

from the eternal breath of babe. Lifted high, strong yet mild,

He foretells of forgiveness and whispers agape.

Upon Mary's chest, lie His heavenly dreams -

a love of no measure born unto a Virgin

and sins evermore are assuredly redeemed

as God's blessed Mother cradles creation.

Her womb brought forth Light, the Savior of man.

Her gentle touch nurtured God's only Son.

The sacrifice, His blood shed to quench a dry land.

Prophecy fulfilled, so no soul shall be shunned.

Inspire us precious babe upon Mary's chest.

Mother's unfailing love gives comfort and rest.




*Inspired by Anguissola's Virgin and Child. 





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To Live in Heaven

The two kinds of sins are Original and Actual Sins
Original Sin is what we inherit our first parents, Mama Eve, Papa Adam
We are brought into the world with guilt on our soul
Original Sin was transmitted by natural generation to all his descendants
We are cleansed only through Baptism
The other kind is Actual sin
Actual sin is any willful thought, desire, word action or omission forbidden by the law of Eternal God
Chief sources of actual sin are Pride, Covetousness, Lust, Anger, Gluttony, Avarice, Sloth or Laziness
Actual sin or Daily Sin
We are cleansed only by the Sacrament of Reconciliation, Confession or Penance
We must first have the 3 initial sacraments
The 3 sacraments are Baptism, Confirmation, Holy Eucharist
Before the other 4 sacraments
To live in heaven with our Lord

5052014


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A PERFECT TEN

Who am I that you are mindful of me?
For my rancid sins you died that day
On that cruel cross, you made a way 
Down through time could you really see?
And somehow think of me at Calvary?
Just one breath away, every time I pray
Overwhelmed, don't know what to say
Lord, can it be that you really love me?
Yes it's true.. You've given life to love you
The potter has made the clay born again
Took what was old and made brand new
Made me a son and you called me friend
Now I'm the bride of Christ, yeah it's true
You wooed me as if I were a perfect ten! 

Form: Italian Sonnet
Contest: Regina's "Intimate Relationship Sonnet"
Date: 8-31-14


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To A Child Who Has A Disorder

Children with an illness,
Go through life,
They are looked down apon,
Because they are different,
When really they are not,
They are no different from  you and me,
They have the same blood,
Running through their bodies,
Just as their hearts as well,
So, don't just look apon,
Their outer appearance,
And judge them,
For who they really are,
For a lot of them,
Are smarter and brighter,
Than you and I,
Could possibly be,
On our brightest day,
For they have the gifts,
From God up above,
So, always take the time,
To get to know their inner beauty,
For who they really are,
Cause they too need love,
Just as everyone else does,
If not even more.


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TRAVELLER

As i traverse, never know when my sun will retire wholly
  As its gaze bump on whole, to split out my knight errant shadow,
Dusty and encrusted sole of mine, wild creatures hum their pitying elegy like a widow  While colourful grasses rest on their sandy and muddy couch delightfully.

The cloud coming with veiled complexion, my sun must go into bed, 
 The moon surfacing, the exact time for shadowy walkers,
Might stop in your hut to taps your wood like woodpeckers,  
Chide me not, don't let your eyes go red.

For, that which comes to a man goes to another man 
Maybe whirl whirl like wind or yours drizzle drizzle like rain, 
Which thou cannot trick upon, as thou lives among human
For, mankind race is a journey to the same terrain.

For traveller am i since birth put me on 
 Chide me not away, nor my time sit upon.


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Love Flies

Love Flies

Fly away little bird.
Winter winds are churning.
Alas, the cold has been delivered
Replacing summer’s burning.
Fly away my feathered friend
The river bank’s receding.
My true love left me days ago
And now my heart is bleeding.
The warm days, the sunny rays
Was the time of our love’s season.
You’ve turned your back and walked away
Without a breath of heart-felt reason.
If you ever find me waiting,
On the shore at evenings nigh.
Keep your path below your feet
As I pray when you go by.
Fly away, heart of mine
Loves season passed the starry night.
Winters spirit has cast a spell
So spread your wings as you take flight.

Carrie Emily Beck


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Christmas Carolers

         CHRISTMAS CAROLERS
Come list' my dear to Christmas, 'tis the sound
of children's voices ringing soft and dear,
it calls to mind some hope may still be found
within a world that lives in constant fear.

Oh what a change the world's been going through
since first we met one winter Christmas eve,
and all I ever had, the gift of you,
is all I ever needed to believe

that peace on Earth would be all of our days
and now just hear these children sing along,
perhaps we judge them harshly, in some ways,
for don't they seem the picture of their song?

How could one think our children do not care,
 when there's so much of Christmas they now share? 
© ron wilson aa vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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OUR CHRISTMAS CAROLERS

         OUR CHRISTMAS CAROLERS
Come list my dear to Christmas, tis the sound
of childrens voices ringing soft and dear
it brings to mind that hope may still be found
within a world that lives in constant fear

oh what a change the world's been going through
since first we met one winters Christmas eve
and all I ever had, the gift of you
was all I ever needed to believe

that peace on earth would be all of our days
and now just hear these children sing along
perhaps we judge them harshly, in some ways
for don't they seem the picture of their song?

   And as their sounds warm to the heart of me  
   I pray this is the way their world will be.
© Ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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ALL THE WORLD WILL STOP - It's Jesus

   ALL THE WORLD WILL STOP
Some day we will hear the angel's voices,
singing from heaven
and the love of God will light up
this old world here below;
some day we will see a light from Heaven,
shining from Heaven,
and the love of God 
will light this world we know.

On the day when Jesus comes again,
we'll all look up to Heaven.
He'll be there in His glory
on the day He comes again.
On the day when Jesus comes again
we'll all look up to see Him!
On the day when Jesus comes again!

All the world will stop!
And look to Heaven
when they hear the angels singing!
All the world will stop!
And see the saviour
standing in the light of God!
All the world will stop!
and we'll see Jesus
and the glory He'll be bringing!
Then you're gonna hear the whole world singing!
Then you're gonna hear the whole world singing!
Hallelujah! It's Jesus!
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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HEAR THIS SONG


Oh my Lord, Oh my souL
Hear me, Hear this song
Angels will sing along
Hear us, Hear this song

God, You are great
You are my faith
Never, You're late

In every life's door
You are our splendor
To You, we're here for

On the heavens, You stretch
On waters, You don't fret
On winds, You don't fled

We bless Your name
We Glorify Your name
We lift Your name

---------->>> to God always be the glory 
I was inspired by Psalm 104: 1-3..  From this, these thoughts sprouted...

BY: olive_eloi
jan. 20, 2014
9:40pm


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Sin Has No Hold ON Me

On this most holy of days
I stop for a moment to think
Of sin and its horrible stink
I begin to mend my ways
I give jesus the praise
I no longer at sin will wink
Now it makes me blink
I care what Jesus says
He is my Savior now
He died to make me whole
At my sin He didn't scowl
He gave His life for my soul
He died to set me free
Now sin has no hold on me!


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He Died To Save The Lost

He came to earth to die for men
He did not count the cost
He came only to seek the lost
He entered a world full of sin
It was a battle only he could win
When men’s hearts were as cold as frost
He died to save the lost
Then He rose from the dead
Proving that he was God
The church His bride to wed
High above the sod
There forever we will be
With the one who die to set us free.


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Unlived Things

In the repository of unlived things,
I find unquenched love,
A tarnished wedding ring,
An old baseball glove,
A half-sketched dream.

The sore sight fills my eye,
An oil-soaked cloth of faith,
Restraint against sin piled high,
A picture of Jesus laid to waste,
So much regret, I begin to cry.

Behold, I see a new start,
An infant’s wiggling toes,
A chest of breath and beating heart,
Courage clamors and fresh breath bellows. 


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THE FIRST VOYAGE OF PAUL

    The First Voyage of Paul
A sailing ship, out aimless on the sea
forewarned by Paul--to sail would be a crime,
but captain said "you're safe now--you're with me"
he vowed their trip to Rome would be on time.

And so they set about to sail the main,
not caring that the Fast had well begun--
nor that no sailing man could see a gain,
for such a trip would fail--before it's done.

The captain caused the crew to set their plight
towards a Cyprus port--for needed rest,
when all at once the day turned into night--
and then the wind of God made life a test.

    The temptest blew for days--to Malta's shore
    and set the will of God--forevermore.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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Imbalance

Imbalance
 
Was it worth it I say to you my Lord?
The agony and the despair in a group.
Right and wrong define a mega-loop.
Some are enthralled others are bored.
 
Some balanced to strike a right chord.
You give you take with one big whoop.
I see and I blend like a homemade soup.
I adjust and readjust daily with a sword.
 
Sometimes I just want to run away,
But where would I go, you’d follow.
I scream kick and shout just to stay.
But then you’ll get way too hollow.
 
So I am damned if I do and damned if I do not.
So I tip my hat to imbalance and cast you a lot.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich 2008
 


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Christ's Mass

    CHRIST'S MASS
Dear holy child,  I celebrate your birth,
and wonder at your bright and shining star,
that leads to needed joy of peace on earth
we all look for, and it is where you are.

So I will light some candles in your name
on Christmas morning, when I'm all alone.
I'll say a prayer into the burning flame
to thank you for your gift too few have known.

You are my bright and shining star, you know,
throughout my life, in everything I do,
the gift of love is all I have, and so,
I wrap my love in candlelight for you.
Amen
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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A Paean to God

That the brilliance of your majestic ways
and fire that burns from your white-hot eyes
may give their light to space of infinite size 
and shine on all Earth's creatures' love and praise;
that the mercy you give to him that prays
for pious ways to keep his lips from lies,
for faith and grace to remain pure and wise
may give heaven renewed glory and raise;
that the millennial Kingdom's earthly time
arrives after end times' brief, labor pangs
and saves God's children from sin's filthy grime,
so they that were tempted by Satan's gangs
will live on in glory and in their prime
once Christ removes the Serpent's deadly fangs!


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Victory on earth as it is in heaven

We war not against flesh and blood
But do battle in the heavenly realm
For the battle is in spirit
And on earth the victory is found.

The prayers of the humble
Are heard upon high
Dispatching the angels 
To take up the fight

The battle is won when we become
Focused on the kingdom to come
And the will of the father to be done
On earth as it is in heaven

For those who are humble and meek
Will find what they seek.





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Talent of Poetry



I'm faithful to the talent given me
and so remain a worker of word craft,
for daily do I write my poetry
and praise my God for each and every draft.

To pen a line or two and maybe more
brings satisfaction like a warm embrace
that gives the reason what I'm living for,
although I struggle in this final race.

God gives the grace that's needed in this life
along with peace he promises to me,
the battles of a world that's filled with strife 
have always been and will proceed to be.

  I give my all to gifts he gave to me,
  a faithful writer I will ever be.


August 1, 2013

Copyright © 2013 H. L. Smith


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Blessed Despite My Failings

It wasn’t so long ago
I lost my heart to a man I didn’t know
Now I’m heading home
With five little ones in tow

Now I’ve hit my fifties
What a relief
Looking back on the years gone by
Life has not been all that kind, I cannot lie

But the little ones have grown
And have little one’s of their own
With guidance from above 
We have overcome, with His love

In hindsight I would have changed a few things
But yet I have and will be, blessed despite my failings.


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Crying Out - 2

Have my peccant daydreams seep away
Purged from my mind devoid all delay
Evaporate those thoughts like the mist
Wring as a sponge, oh LORD, with a twist
Have me absorb ideas you adore
Blessed visions soak deep to the core
Living water so pure for my soul
Please, fill me up, each pore, every hole
My thoughts are wrong, so done be your will
Your providence is far greater still
So, God, exchange, my sin with your grace
Each transgression, remove every trace
Though my frail mind compels me to turn
With drowning pain, my life, you did earn.


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To Charles Baudelaire: Translation of Paul Verlaine's A Charles Baudelaire

      for Charles Baudelaire

(Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : « A Charles Baudelaire », translated by T. Wignesan.
I thought I’ll first present to readers – they should see why - an unrimed version, and maybe later the strict sonnet form.)

I didn’t know you, I didn’t love you,
I know you not : period, and I love you even less :
I can hardly defend your diffamed name,
And if I have some right to count myself among your witnesses,

Then it’s, first of all, and besides all, towards the Feet tied.
Initially by the cold nails, then the surges of feeling
The women of sin – whose Oh ! how anointed,
So many kisses, intoxicating chrism and kisses full of hunger !-

You fell, you prayed, like me, like all the rest
The souls that hunger and thirst during the passage
Pushed so many well-wishing hopes to reach Calvary !  

Calvary rightful and true, Calvary where, then, these doubts
This, that,  grimaces, art, tearful at their rout.
What ? To die unprotesting, we, men of sin.  

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013


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Aunt Bett

She stands in front
A class wide eyed
She tells a cloth story
Her smile face wide

She stands in water
The beach behind
Her face to heaven
Her eyes so kind

She kneels on soil
Her mind disclosure
The solemn wish
“Lord takeover”


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Longing Divulged

Swept in a wind,
Brilliant blaze,
Quick to ascend,
Vanished malaise.

Fling deceived,
Twelve elder souls,
Every thought perceived,
A longing divulged.

No words or reserve,
Heart on review,
Raw emotions surge,
Breathe and exhale You.

Answers undiminished
Times still unfinished.

*September 3, 2014


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The Ol' Story Teller

“Tell me a story,”
The ol' story teller said.
“Fill it with glory
Through which I can be led.”

“Tell me a journey,”
The ol' story teller asked.
“Where do they start firstly?
Which villain is masked?”

“Tell me a quest,”
The ol' story teller encouraged.
“What experience attested?
What fears acknowledged?”

“I’ll tell you a story,”
I did so reply.
“I’ll fill it with glory
Such that none can deny.”

“I’ll tell you a journey,”
I did so say.
“With a villain so thorny,
Only One can slay.”

“I’ll tell you a quest,”
I did so tell.
“of amazing love impress
Or so I will foretell.”

“But be very careful,”
I did so warn.
“This story is wonder-filled
The listener may be reborn.”