Psalm 38 - Prayer in Time of Chastening (Cont'd.)

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:

My loved ones and my friends stand
  aloof from my plague,
And my relatives stand afar off.
Those also who seek my life lay snares for
  me;
Those who seek my hurt sepak of
  destruction,
And plan deception all the day long.

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:

My brothers and sisters and dear one
  stand at a distance from my sickness.
And my cousins turn their head.
Those who want me dead gather in groups;
They speak hurtful things of me and seek
  my demise.
And watch the hand of time all the day long.

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
But, I like a deaf man, do not hear;
And I am  like a mute who does not open
  his mouth.
Thus I am like a man who does not hear,
And in whose mouth is no response.

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
But, I am like a deaf woman, all is silent.
And I am liken to someone who has lost
   their tongue.
Thus I am like a woman who has no ears,
And from whose mouth no words are uttered.

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
For in Your, O Lord, I hope;
You will hear, O Lord my God.
For I said, "Hear me, lest they rejoice over
  me,
Lest when my foot slips, they exalt
  themselves against me."

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
For it is to you, O Lord, I turn;
You will listen, O Lord my God.
For I intuited, "See me, O Lord, before they do
  harmful things to me,
Lest when my hand misses its stronghold,
  they laugh over my gesture
  and put themselves over me.

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
For I am ready to fall,
And my sorrow is continually before me.
For I will declare my iniquity
I will be in anguish over my sin.
But my enemies are vigorous, and they are
  strong;
And those who hate me wrongfully have
  multiplied.
Those also who render evil for good,
They are my adversaries, because I follow
  what is good.

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
For I know I will transgress
And my hurt is always with me.
I will declare my transgression
I will be despondent over my wrongdoing.
But those who would cast me evil glances are near
And those who would do me harm, are many.
Those who would trodden me under
They are my enemy, because I go towards what
   is good.

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Do not forsake me, O Lord;
O my God, be not far from me!
Make haste to help me.
O Lord, my salvation!

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Do not abandon me, O Lord;
O my God, be by my side!
Make every good effort to help me.
My Lord, my salvation!
My love, my life.





















 






  

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Psalm 38 (Cont'd.) Prayer in Time of Chastening

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:

There is no soundness in my flesh
Because of your anger,
Nor any health in my bones
Because of my sin.
For my iniquities have gone over my
  head;
Like a heavy burden they are too heavy
  for me.
My wounds are foul and festering
Because of my foolishness.

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:

There is no vibrancy to my body
Because of your disdain,
My muscles lack strength
Because of my wrongdoings
For my ill-choosings have
  wrought havoc in my life.
Like a heavy weight they weigh me
  down.
My sores have an odor and are running
Because of my lack of foresightedness.  

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:

I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly;
I go mourning all the day long.  
For my loins are full of inflammation,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.
I am feeble and severely broken;
I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:

I am in a quandry, I pace back and forth;
I am full of grief all the day long.
Inside my organs rumble
And there is no vibrancy to my body.
I am disoriented and terribly exhausted;
Long sighs escape from my lips,
  because of the deep hurt in my heart.

THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Lord, all my desire is before You;
And my sighing is not hidden from You.
My heart pants, my strength fails me;
As for the light of my eyes, it also has
 gone from me.

PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Lord, you know me.
My tremblings and hurt are an open wound
  before Your.
My heart races, my body fails me;
The aliveness in my eyes, it is gone.








    










 

tell us about a time in your life when you were fairly certain about a direction or decision you were about to take, but uncomfortable or fearful about the consequences for yourself. What mattered most to you? Who did you turn to for help? (125 words or less)

Please share your formal and informal educational background and major influences. (125 words or less.)

mom and dad
my sisters
catholic grammar school
catholic high school

mary rogers college -  theology
la guardia college - literature
mount st. mary college - creative writing
two other colleges -  where i took courses
school of court reporting.

major influences
catholic church
michael - my first love
maryknoll -
Transcendental Meditation
and
Contemplative Outreach

life as a court reporter

married life

and
all my children
and
my son Luke who was 20 when he passed.
and my grandchildren.

and also Full Circle - which is a conglomeration of
ex Maryknollers meet once a year- share a newsletter.

and also My Circle of Writing Friends - meet in
Bar Harbor for a ten day retreat, once a year.

Our enrollment process is limited to 180 students each year. If you are deemed a suitable candidate for our program, but we run out of enrollment space, would you accept an invitation to defer your enrollment by one year?

Yes.

. Do you have any concerns about your ability to participate in the program?.

No.

My daily schedule is CP (centering prayer 1 hour a.m.,)
followed by
my readings of various books.

I do the daily meditations.

read immortal diamond - three times.
part of my daily readings

read naked now
and have the tape

have read all the richard rohr books.

after my readings - I do my writing.

C.P. one hour in the p.m.

I swim and do Pilates.

early 1960's Bushwich Ridgewood Friends for Peace
1969- to present - mother - grandmother.

1974 - 1980 court reporter - workers compensation, family and criminal court,
1983 - 2010  family, civil, criminal supreme court reporter.
2011 to present - retired - writer.

volunteered
new york foundling hospital  1958-1960
maryknoll sisters 1960- 1962
hospice -1994 - 1998
make a wish - 2001 - 2003
religious ed teacher -  six years

presently:
grandmother, wife
reader, meditator, contemplative, writer

i don't have a social program outlined as of yet -

it was 90 degrees yesterday and -
while driving -
i saw a homeless man sitting on a guardrail
resting in the cool shade of a tree

he had white hair
a clean white bandage from wrist to elbow.
a new blue  hospital boot from toe to knee.
a tattered small red suitcase at his feet.

his face looked tired and worn
wished there was something i could do -
     ----------------------
Jaime, age 16 passed through criminal court
He wore an orange jumpsuit

his face looked tired and worn
wished there was something I could do -
   
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I smile.

He passes me the bread
at the family dinner table.