sometimes the shortest path
is the longest journey.
by doris
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
The End of Life
At the end of my life
I am raised up into the life of Christ
I am immersed in God
become God
but do not lose my individualtiy.
sometimes I think at that point
I wouldn't care if I ceased to exist
but the thought is only momentary
I am raised up into the life of Christ
I am immersed in God
become God
but do not lose my individualtiy.
sometimes I think at that point
I wouldn't care if I ceased to exist
but the thought is only momentary
Theresa of Avila
O' Teresa of Seven Mansions
Yes, you wrote of your Interior Castle
Yes, you wrote of your Seven Mansions
The first three are all about us
and our strivings to enter the chamber
of His Majesty.
The last four mansions - we seem to be able
to do nothing about - it's all God's doing
which in itself seems unfair.
So unfair -
Why would God seek out someone the likes of me
to share his life with
I ask myself
Why indeed?
Yes, you wrote of your Interior Castle
Yes, you wrote of your Seven Mansions
The first three are all about us
and our strivings to enter the chamber
of His Majesty.
The last four mansions - we seem to be able
to do nothing about - it's all God's doing
which in itself seems unfair.
So unfair -
Why would God seek out someone the likes of me
to share his life with
I ask myself
Why indeed?
Lectio Divina
Psalmist Doris Says:
My eyes are tired O Lord
soon I will go to bed and
think soft thoughts of the next day.
You are ever in my mind
a gentle haze beyond my eyes
I smile when I think of you and sleep overtakes me
for you bring delight to to the theater of my shaded eyes..
I go to sleep with the thought of
you on my lips - I know you will
be there to welcome me when I
wake up.
I smile for you are ever on my mind
My eyes are tired O Lord
soon I will go to bed and
think soft thoughts of the next day.
You are ever in my mind
a gentle haze beyond my eyes
I smile when I think of you and sleep overtakes me
for you bring delight to to the theater of my shaded eyes..
I go to sleep with the thought of
you on my lips - I know you will
be there to welcome me when I
wake up.
I smile for you are ever on my mind
Thursday, February 14, 2013
St. Valentine's Day
called the allergist doctor
appointment 2-20-13
at 2 o'clock.
386-252-6622
353 North Clyde Morris Blvd.
appointment 2-20-13
at 2 o'clock.
386-252-6622
353 North Clyde Morris Blvd.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
The Simplest
sometimes the fastest way
to someone's heart is the
shortest path.
by doris
but the trick is finding
that path.
and again
by doris.
to someone's heart is the
shortest path.
by doris
but the trick is finding
that path.
and again
by doris.
A Sinner
O' Lord look down upon me a sinner
your humble servant
I bow before thee.
I love to prostrate myself at your feet
These feet
that my eyes just barely see the tips of
your toes from my position on the floor
I look at them
and my hand reaches out
inches its way towards your sandal
you reach down and touch my shoulder
i dare not look
you who are the chosen one
have dared to put your gaze on me
it's so warm and tender
that it burns a hole in my heart
i close my eyes
and then i wake up.
your humble servant
I bow before thee.
I love to prostrate myself at your feet
These feet
that my eyes just barely see the tips of
your toes from my position on the floor
I look at them
and my hand reaches out
inches its way towards your sandal
you reach down and touch my shoulder
i dare not look
you who are the chosen one
have dared to put your gaze on me
it's so warm and tender
that it burns a hole in my heart
i close my eyes
and then i wake up.
humility
you know god in her mercy gives us
many insights - but yet if we don't
have humility it is all for naught.
by doris
many insights - but yet if we don't
have humility it is all for naught.
by doris
When I was a Kid
When I was a kid
I looked around and surveyed
my situation.
I thought to myself
I'll never do anything marvelous --
I won't stand out.
So, I thought to myself there is one
thing you can do - that nobody else
can do --
you can love god the best -
you can be his best lover -
I was wrong.
I can't be his best lover.
There are others out there behind me, around me
and in the future who will love god the most
and the best --
that's for them to do.
god chose them to do that.
c
and she has every right to do that.
me
im just ordinary
plugging away in my ordinary life
doing my ordinary things
loving god in only the pitiful human way i can
the doris way
amen
I looked around and surveyed
my situation.
I thought to myself
I'll never do anything marvelous --
I won't stand out.
So, I thought to myself there is one
thing you can do - that nobody else
can do --
you can love god the best -
you can be his best lover -
I was wrong.
I can't be his best lover.
There are others out there behind me, around me
and in the future who will love god the most
and the best --
that's for them to do.
god chose them to do that.
c
and she has every right to do that.
me
im just ordinary
plugging away in my ordinary life
doing my ordinary things
loving god in only the pitiful human way i can
the doris way
amen
Psalm 32
The Psalmist Says:
When I kept silent,
my bones wasted away
through my groaning all day long.
Psalmist Doris Says:
When I don't ask your pardon
my insides bear the anxiety
through my lamentations all day long
my stromach churns in dismay
The Psalmist Says:
For day and night
your hand was heavy upon me
my strength was sapped.
Psalmist Doris Says:
Through light and darkness
your gaze was ever on me
and tiredness laid heavy upon me
and fatigue was my companion.
The Psalmist Says:
Then I acknowledged my sin to you
and did not cover up my iniquity.
Psalmist Doris Says:
Then I acknowledged my transgression to you
and did not hide my guilt..
The Psalmist Says:
I said, "I will confess
my transgression to the Lord:"
and you forgave
the guilt of my sin.
Psalmist Doris Says:
I said, " I will confess
my indifference to the Lord"
and you forgave
the heaviness of my laden spirit.
When I kept silent,
my bones wasted away
through my groaning all day long.
Psalmist Doris Says:
When I don't ask your pardon
my insides bear the anxiety
through my lamentations all day long
my stromach churns in dismay
The Psalmist Says:
For day and night
your hand was heavy upon me
my strength was sapped.
Psalmist Doris Says:
Through light and darkness
your gaze was ever on me
and tiredness laid heavy upon me
and fatigue was my companion.
The Psalmist Says:
Then I acknowledged my sin to you
and did not cover up my iniquity.
Psalmist Doris Says:
Then I acknowledged my transgression to you
and did not hide my guilt..
The Psalmist Says:
I said, "I will confess
my transgression to the Lord:"
and you forgave
the guilt of my sin.
Psalmist Doris Says:
I said, " I will confess
my indifference to the Lord"
and you forgave
the heaviness of my laden spirit.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
lazarus
Jesus was outside of town with
his apostles when he received
a message from Lazarus' family.
MESSENGER: Lord, the one whom you love
is sick.
PETER: Maybe we should go Master.
JESUS: No, let's finish what we are doing.
PETER: But the messenger sounds urgent.
JESUS: We will go in three days.
The days past and Jesus and his apostles
and a few of the disciples preached and
taught in the neighboring towns. Night came
on the third day.
JESUS: Tomorrow we will go see Lazarus.
A mile from Lazarus house Martha met Jesus.
MARTHA: Master the one whom you love has died.
Upon hearing this Jesus wept.
JESUS: Tell Mary to come out.
MARY: Lord, if you had been here the one whom you
loved would not have died.
JESUS: He is not dead but sleeping. It is the false self
that has perished. Let us go to the tomb.
Jesus arrived at the tomb. His apostles went inside.
Peter came out.
PETER: He stinks, Lord.
JESUS: Go and unravel his bindings.
The apostles did as they were told and Lazarus
came forth from the tomb.
JESUS: Amen I say to you unless a man die
to the old self and become a new man he shall
not enter the kingdom of heaven.
(In actuality Jesus did not say the above at this
time - but that was the intent of the message
that he declared.)
his apostles when he received
a message from Lazarus' family.
MESSENGER: Lord, the one whom you love
is sick.
PETER: Maybe we should go Master.
JESUS: No, let's finish what we are doing.
PETER: But the messenger sounds urgent.
JESUS: We will go in three days.
The days past and Jesus and his apostles
and a few of the disciples preached and
taught in the neighboring towns. Night came
on the third day.
JESUS: Tomorrow we will go see Lazarus.
A mile from Lazarus house Martha met Jesus.
MARTHA: Master the one whom you love has died.
Upon hearing this Jesus wept.
JESUS: Tell Mary to come out.
MARY: Lord, if you had been here the one whom you
loved would not have died.
JESUS: He is not dead but sleeping. It is the false self
that has perished. Let us go to the tomb.
Jesus arrived at the tomb. His apostles went inside.
Peter came out.
PETER: He stinks, Lord.
JESUS: Go and unravel his bindings.
The apostles did as they were told and Lazarus
came forth from the tomb.
JESUS: Amen I say to you unless a man die
to the old self and become a new man he shall
not enter the kingdom of heaven.
(In actuality Jesus did not say the above at this
time - but that was the intent of the message
that he declared.)
Psalm 32
The Psalmist Says:
Blessed is he
whose transgressions are forgiven,
whose sins are covered.
Blesses is the man
whose sin the Lord does not count against him
and in whose spirit is no deceit.
The Psamist Doris Says:
Blessed is she
whose transgressions are forgiven,
whose sins are covered.
Blessed is the woman
whose sin the Lord does not count against her
and in whose spirit is no deceit.
Doris Says:
O' Lord bless this woman
who painstakingly seeks thee
not to her own credit
but the fact that you put the desire in me
so I may seek thee every day of my waking life.
You did this to me
I know you did.
Sometimes I think you think this is a joke
that you tantalize me with your urgings
Come on Doris - Come on -
I know you can do it
Question: Why do you do this?
Answer: Like a father urging his young daughter on
giving her promptings and pushes in the
right direction - letting her fall and letting
her get up again -
forever urging her on - to make a woman out of
thee - the woman/soul that I know you are.
Blessed is he
whose transgressions are forgiven,
whose sins are covered.
Blesses is the man
whose sin the Lord does not count against him
and in whose spirit is no deceit.
The Psamist Doris Says:
Blessed is she
whose transgressions are forgiven,
whose sins are covered.
Blessed is the woman
whose sin the Lord does not count against her
and in whose spirit is no deceit.
Doris Says:
O' Lord bless this woman
who painstakingly seeks thee
not to her own credit
but the fact that you put the desire in me
so I may seek thee every day of my waking life.
You did this to me
I know you did.
Sometimes I think you think this is a joke
that you tantalize me with your urgings
Come on Doris - Come on -
I know you can do it
Question: Why do you do this?
Answer: Like a father urging his young daughter on
giving her promptings and pushes in the
right direction - letting her fall and letting
her get up again -
forever urging her on - to make a woman out of
thee - the woman/soul that I know you are.
The Moses Code
The book said to make a list
of things I want.
These are my choices..
Money
Writing
To be God's Soul Mate
Now
Pick the One that you Desire the Most.
I picked Number 3
To be God's Soul Mate.
of things I want.
These are my choices..
Money
Writing
To be God's Soul Mate
Now
Pick the One that you Desire the Most.
I picked Number 3
To be God's Soul Mate.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Ordinary
All right, so today is Sunday
around 9:30 I did my cp
which was of course bombarded
with thoughts - i'm so tired of thoughts
that I don't even want to think of them.
that makes a lot of sense, right?
well, i finished the c.p. and i was going
to go to the 11 o'clock mass and I wanted
to take a shower - well, the shower was
occupied - so I didn't get to take a shower.
waiting for the shower I laid on the bed
and I thought to myself --- I'm so ordinary
that it is pathetic. i'll never be anything but
ordinary. even my love for god is ordinary.
no fireworks in that department.
so, i said, well, i'm going to go to mass shower or no
shower. so, I changed my clothes, got dressed and
off john and i went.
we made church just as theyare singing the opening hymn.
love this church. love looking at the people.
anyway the priest was funny. had a few funny jokes,
really, he did.
then he started talking about the gospel.
guess what it was about - ordinary -
being ordinary -
well, my ears picked up.
when christ started preaching his message,
people listenend and were interested in what
he had to say - until they realized who he was.
Isn't this Jesus?
Isn't he the son of the carpenter Joseph?
for 30 years he lived in their midst
an ordinary life, nothing out of the ordinary about him
helped his father
helped his mother
went to synagogue
but now
he was so ordinary that now the pharisees
sought to take his life.
it is kind of hard to believe that someone
so ordinary could have such a message.
so now ordinary doesn't sound so bad.
maybe there is something to it after all.
and ordinary aint so bad.
i just wish it had a little more pazzaz.
Seeeee ya
.
around 9:30 I did my cp
which was of course bombarded
with thoughts - i'm so tired of thoughts
that I don't even want to think of them.
that makes a lot of sense, right?
well, i finished the c.p. and i was going
to go to the 11 o'clock mass and I wanted
to take a shower - well, the shower was
occupied - so I didn't get to take a shower.
waiting for the shower I laid on the bed
and I thought to myself --- I'm so ordinary
that it is pathetic. i'll never be anything but
ordinary. even my love for god is ordinary.
no fireworks in that department.
so, i said, well, i'm going to go to mass shower or no
shower. so, I changed my clothes, got dressed and
off john and i went.
we made church just as theyare singing the opening hymn.
love this church. love looking at the people.
anyway the priest was funny. had a few funny jokes,
really, he did.
then he started talking about the gospel.
guess what it was about - ordinary -
being ordinary -
well, my ears picked up.
when christ started preaching his message,
people listenend and were interested in what
he had to say - until they realized who he was.
Isn't this Jesus?
Isn't he the son of the carpenter Joseph?
for 30 years he lived in their midst
an ordinary life, nothing out of the ordinary about him
helped his father
helped his mother
went to synagogue
but now
he was so ordinary that now the pharisees
sought to take his life.
it is kind of hard to believe that someone
so ordinary could have such a message.
so now ordinary doesn't sound so bad.
maybe there is something to it after all.
and ordinary aint so bad.
i just wish it had a little more pazzaz.
Seeeee ya
.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Alabaster Jar
Lift up my heart to you O Lord
Take it and hold it close to thee
Feel it
Taste it
Smell it
Hold it in your gaze
Let the pungent odor of Mary's alabaster jar
fill my nostrils till my breath is swept away
in your thought
ahhhh
the perfume
Feel it
Taste it
Smell it
Thine heart and mine are one
beating in rhythm with the same breath
O Mary that I may be the alabaster jar that
you broke open and held over the head of the Loved One
May I be the perfume that he feels running down
his hair, soaking his beard and penetrating his clothes.
May I be the taste that meets his inward breath.
May I be the smell that surrounds him.
ahhhh
to have caused all this commotion
ahhhhh
to be that alabaster jar ---
Take it and hold it close to thee
Feel it
Taste it
Smell it
Hold it in your gaze
Let the pungent odor of Mary's alabaster jar
fill my nostrils till my breath is swept away
in your thought
ahhhh
the perfume
Feel it
Taste it
Smell it
Thine heart and mine are one
beating in rhythm with the same breath
O Mary that I may be the alabaster jar that
you broke open and held over the head of the Loved One
May I be the perfume that he feels running down
his hair, soaking his beard and penetrating his clothes.
May I be the taste that meets his inward breath.
May I be the smell that surrounds him.
ahhhh
to have caused all this commotion
ahhhhh
to be that alabaster jar ---
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