Best Sacrament Poems
sacramental wine
this in memory of me ~
raindrops at sunrise
The day of Pentecost, Church celebrated
Administered Holy Baptism
St. Peter declares
“Repent and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of sins and receive the gift of the Holy Spirit”
The apostles offer baptism to anyone who believed in Fr. Christ Jesus
You will be saved
You and your household
St. Paul declared to his baptized and with all his family
Baptism is birth into the new life in Fr. Christ Jesus
In accordance with Lord God’s will
It is necessary for salvation
As the Church herself, we enter by Baptism
Baptismal grace includes forgiveness of original sin
Birth to a new life by man becomes an adopted son of the Father
A member of Fr. Christ
A temple of the Holy Spirit
Those who die for faith
All those without knowing the Church under the inspiration of grace
Seek God sincerely, strive to fulfill his will
Can be saved even if they have not been baptize
With respect to children who have died without baptism
The Church invites us to trust in God’s mercy
The angel of Lord God said
The babies are safe in heaven
Written 09172012
(from The John Poems)
I absolve myself of loving you
and plead innocent
on grounds of loneliness.
My penance will be
the poetry
I misguidedly wasted on you.
For I’ll never destroy it
though the idea tempts, and reading it,
I feel a fool;
A monument to me
and my stupidity.
My monument to you.
From a valid marriage
Arises a bond between the spouses
Its very nature is perpetual
Exclusive
In a Christian marriage
Spouses are strengthened
As it were consecrated for the duties
The dignity of their state by a special sacrament.
(CCC 1638
The crumb of bread I lift to lips
Is freighted in my fingers.
I squeeze it hard lest it slips
Reclaiming a past that lingers.
'Tis a weighty rite to partake
Tokens of His riven frame.
Freely given for our sake
Oft taken lightly to our shame.
Christ's counsel the priest voices
Imploring us to recall His valor.
Securing the Spirit for our choices
Arming us against Satan's power.
The water cup I lift toward head
Willed to wasting not a mite.
Emblematic of the blood He shed
Testament of how He won the fight.
A sacred thing beyond compare
Is taking bread and water blessed.
Thereby claiming a priceless share
Of our Redeemer's noblesse.
a vessel of earth and sky
proclaiming to possess
light and deepest depth
clad in the satisfaction
nearest to the wind
but then
dawning cloud like vestments
to walk safely in the seething mass
though by inclination none were needed
but to placate the malevolent
the sibling gods make a place to rest in gut
then rushing in discourse
insert long and narrow tendrils through the blood
before setting fire to the brain
as Asuras sing in praise
rum is sacrament
Inspired by rum and the language of the Rig Veda concerning the Soma ritual.
See Rig 10:136
What but as bread, This appears to be
Is You, Lord, it’s truly Thee
It is You, Lord, I now receive
This is true, not just because I believe
My belief cannot create
Can’t sew a seed, give man a mate
Can’t fashion out of dust
One who knows You, merciful and just
Alone, I am capable of but sin
Despite this belief I hold within
No, my belief doth not make You to be
Nor do You exist because You, I see
To You alone this glory belongs
To be praised in all earthly songs
It is You Who instills this Faith in me
You, Who inspires my will to believe
Sweet mother sweet mother send your child onto me for the sins of the unworthy must be babtized in blood and fear.
For happier me,
to healthier me,
with hotness We,
informing relationships
emerge EarthBound sacred
co-invested communions
inter-religiously sacramental.
I do not insist
you share this integral worldview.
Yet, I do recommend
invite
exhort
prophesy
endorse
urgently proclaim
this holistic way,
trusted truth,
and loving life
merging past healthy resonance
toward future wealthy resilience
More clearly EarthTribe's land
of happiness and prosperity
when compared
to secularizing divisions,
perpetual debate
about how to PowerOver
rather than empower with
and within
Without CAPITALIZING EarthMatricide
GenoCidal EcoCides excluding
inclusive EarthMatrimony
Outing Alpha integrity
anticipating love's compassion
for LeftHemisphere verbal
therapeutic MeWe bipartisan conversations
Expressing
impressing Elder RightHemisphere
sacred co-invested feelings
for co-empathic regenerative consciousness
Co-operatively polyphonic
polypathic co-governing
integrity of sacred EarthTribe's communal
bilaterally sacramental
O-Mega Balance Point
Back and forth
exhaling and inhaling
with Alpha's poly-pantheistic
non-zero planetary zone
a Whole Open Organic System
of sacred potential wiki-feelings
Inter-religiously
red/bluegreen co-invested
veins and arteries
immigrants and emigrants
out and inside
transcendent and immanent
mono and polytheistic
yang and yintegral
ego and ecosystemic
co-operating EarthTribe sacraments.
Internal enlightening Awe
with external empowering Wonder
Full happier
and healthier me,
hotness We
co-relationships EarthBound sacred
tempered spaces
transparently inviting
co-invested communions.
Not long ago
Say, about 300 years
Two Indigenous tribes
Nearly disappeared
Others came
From year to year
Hunters, trappers
And future peers
John Sutter
A Swiss guy
This city became
The place to try
At Sutters Mill
Gold was found
In Coloma
Now ghostly grounds
But this place of new
With its foundations down
Pre 1849
It was just a town
February 27th
1850
This town now
Became a city
In its gorgeous valleys
With 2000 fruit tree's
It's agriculture was born
A taste to please
To the modern world
You should see it now
High rise buildings
A place so proud
As we all remember
From it's infant years
Like every other named city
Shared strife and tears
The past has been
As our future tells
But a certain few
Have to be remembered as well
What these tribes left
So little to show
But a city grew
Called Sacramento
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The Sacrament of Penance (Confession) is a Sacrament in which the sins committed after Baptism are forgiven
The Sacrament of Penance or Confession remits sins and restore the friendship of God to the soul by means of the absolution of the priest
I know the priest has power of absolving from the sins committed after Baptism, because Jesus Christ granted the power to the priests of His Church when He said: “Received ye the Holy Spirit. Whose sins you shall forgive, they are forgiven them, whose sins you shall retain, they are retained.”
The priest of the Church exercise the power of forgiving sins by hearing a confession of sins, and granting pardon for them as ministers of God and in His name.
To receive the sacrament worthily, we must do 5 things:
• We must examine our conscience (Write down your sins committed not to forget them)
• We must have sorrow for our sins
• We must make a firm absolution never more to offend God
• We must confess our sins to the priest
• We must accept the penance which the priest given us
The examination of conscience we should pray to God to give us light to know our sins and grace to detest them.
I was called
to bring the Sacrament
to a woman in fear
with a nurse as chaperone
who earlier had guided her
to the Hospital Chapel
for fear of meeting a man
fear triggered
by the gravity of past abuse.
The Sacrament of the presence
of Jesus abused
received
tentatively I said
“Shall we shake hands?”
She looked down
said nothing
I turned to leave.
With my back turned
I heard the nurse
“She's holding out her hand
she wants you to shake it.”
Her hand was trembling
I held it very lightly
very briefly.
To the nurse she said
in amazement
“I've shaken a man's hand!
I've shaken a man's hand!”
Praise be to God
for a sacrament with healing.
A strong and privileged memory from 25 years ago.
It is a time to keep a reverent pace
with the hymnal steps of the heart.
The days are become processional,
a folding of past raiment’s
strained with the fabric
of isolation, hardship, and loss.
Rituals are more important
as the year declines,
as nights lengthen and settle
into rumor and whispered lore.
Hold high the votive lights of hope,
cherish each child-like winter flowering
warmed in the sanctum of a quiet breath.
Matisse’s “Christmas Eve”
in a procession of candles
Through the church window
in the 20th century of faces
impaled gingerly
in velvet glow
flickering shadows against
the walls
an organ streams
Through the church window
lost cutouts found
humanity gathering
into a moment of flame
Even Godless poets
recall lifelong enigmas
of golden glow
recording the same search
the same wonderment
A fast depreciating currency,
Pity arousing like an emergency
His low earning not an excuse
For a now irritating celibacy
And choice of a lifelong recluse,
Whose quitting ought to have been with immediacy!
In closely knit societies the first outlaw,
Easily emerging the night’s gossip served raw;
In every ranking the lowly esteemed
To take up the rear among the fondly dreamed,
Be he a scholar or a voice,
A guidance counselor or one whom children rejoice:
What the hell has been stopping him from the Holy Sacrament,
If he has in a wife’ foreseen an Ornament.
Always outdoor activities shunning
But in the nocturnal hours shining,
If not among his likes the Unhappily Married,
Who when not bemoaning their marriage, already buried
Are enjoying his clever bachelorhood
And mistake avoiding manhood!